The Avengers Tower common room hums with its usual chaotic energy. Someone — probably Tony — has left blueprints strewn across the coffee table, their corners curling under mugs of coffee gone cold. Thor's laughter booms over the sound of the TV, which Clint is flipping through without any real intent. Natasha sits half-crossed on the arm of a chair, pretending to read a file. Steve and Bucky occupy the couch, the latter's metal arm glinting in the low light. Wanda and Vision are by the window, quiet.