Literature
Matchmaker (Steve x Reader) One-shot
'Good morning, miss Carter,' you said, walking into the dark, stiffy room inside the elderly home you worked at.
You walked towards the windows and opened the curtains, feeling the warmth of the sun heating up your skin. It was the last day of summer and you could feel it would be a beautiful day.
'Morning, dear,' the old woman in the bed behind you replied. 'Come to look at an old hag again?'
You chuckled, walking over to her and fluffing her pillow. 'I would never call you a hag, miss Carter, you know that.'
She smiled as you put her medicine down next to her on the nightstand and went to the bathroom to get a glass of water.
'How are