Written for batsonthebrain, who requested the prompt “Do Not Disturb” during a numbered prompt meme about a month ago. Read it here on AO3. _________________________
“That’s it, I need more caffeine. You want anything from the vending machine?” Skye asks, rummaging through her bag for the wad of dollar bills Coulson handed her after they got set up.
“Huh?” Fitz responds, his drooping eyelids snapping open.
“I will take that as a yes. Let me know if anything interesting happens.”
“Yeah, interesting. I wish.” Half of his grumbling is lost to Skye as the door swings shut behind her.
She’s glad for the excuse to stretch her legs on the walk through the hotel hallways to the vending machines a floor below. When she reaches it, she feeds one bill after another into the machines, walking away with 4 cans of coke and enough chips and candy that she has to knock on the door with her elbow and have Fitz let her back in, rather than use the keycard in her back pocket.
One she’s in the room, Fitz awkwardly maneuvers the sodas out of her arms and she drops the rest of the food onto the desk in the corner of the room.
“Anything happen?” she asks.
“Not unless you count listening to Jemma stumble through a conversation on antiquities.”
“Oh darn, so sorry to miss that,” the sarcasm drips off of Skye’s voice as she rips open a bag of chips and settles back into her spot on one of the beds. He laptop is still sitting open on the pillow next to her.