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[ He thinks things have been okay since Sam's arrival, and even after fighting alongside him, he hasn't thought too much about it. But maybe that's this place numbing everything into a sense of normalcy. There's so much they haven't really discussed since everything had happened, so Steve's just going to try to play it cool. ]

How are you settling in?

( a day after one of their talks Sam will find an envelope left on his bed. in it will be a slip of paper stating he has permission to work and purchase what he would like. along with the permission slip is a handwritten note from Peggy that reads; )

Keep that with you at all times until you find yourself a worthy partner to contract with. It allows you to travel freely between the Up and the Down, as well as grants you permission to work wherever you decide to and gives you the freedom to buy anything you'd like, without issue from the guards or natives or other LIERs, who might have refused you before.

The Dominant who signed off on this is a dear friend of mine and my employer at Plumage. I trust him with my life.

Let me know when you receive this and if you would still like to take the position at the gym now that you have the choice.

-Peggy

[The message arrives in the middle of the night. He has no idea whether Sam's awake or not. But that doesn't keep him from sending over a simple-]

you up?

[Yes, he's had a nightmare. And no, he doesn't want to talk about it.]

Still in the hole?

[ He's calling Sam as soon as Bucky messages him, calm but concern still audibly laced in his voice. ]

Hey, Sam. It's me. Bucky said you missed work, and I wanted to check in. I can stop by if you need anything. Or – [ there's a pause, trying to move somewhere quieter since the city noise is so loud. ] Or you can use my place. My door's always open.

Call or text me when you get this. [ Otherwise, he's going to be searching the city with Bucky in tow. ]

( after several text messages and a phone call that went right to voicemail, Sam's inbox will be graced with a (worried) message by a familiar voice. )

There's no possible way you've ended up at the SLUT center again. ( or so she keeps telling herself. because, ) It's too early for that. You still have a week or so to go, if you've somehow managed to miss making it. ( she hopes he'd be making sure not to this time. )

Which means you're somewhere else in the city. Precisely where that is I haven't the slightest idea. Not just yet. But I plan on looking until I know. ( she will be leaving no stone unturned and no government building unchecked. )

Should you receive this before I do, then call me back straight away. Please, Sam.

i need to tell you both something and i need you to not
i don't know

[This...really shouldn't be as awkward as it is. Shouldn't feel uncomfortable in any way, because it's Sam and Peggy. They know him in ways that even Steve doesn't. He trusts them. Knows that no matter what happens, he'll always be able to rely on them.

But he also knows that it's their opinions that matter most to him. So if they react badly, if they aren't happy with the choice he's making, he knows he'll take it back in a heartbeat. And that's what worries him.

there's a man here called maxen ashley colchester
ash
i've been spending time with him
he's helping me with some stuff that he's kind of an expert in
i trust him

[Get to it, Barnes.]

his profile turned up on that contracting thing
i offered him one
a contract i mean
but i'm not signing anything unless you guys speak to him first

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