Adulthood is like I have to go buy more shampoo. I have to go buy more coffee grounds. I have to go buy more eggs. I have to go buy more toilet paper. I have to go buy more paper towels. I have to go buy more cumin. I have to clean the dishes so they can get dirty again. I have to do my laundry so it can get dirty again. I have to clean the bathroom so it can get dirty again. I have to buy more cleaner to clean the bathroom. I have to go buy more rice. I have to cook dinner. I have to cook dinner. I have to go buy more shampoo again.
Summary: Hospitals weren't a place you would often visit. But people change, you've changed. And so has your relationship with Natasha. What happens when someone starts asking you questions while you're at the hospital? What happens when you start giving them answers?
Word Count: 2835
WARNINGS: Ansgt(?), Fluff, reader feels like a stalker in the first half, or as a whole depending on how you see it. If there are any I haven't noted feel free to make me aware of it. Not proof read
