The safe house Phil had been sent to is simple.
A tiny apartment in the middle of East Jesus Nowhere. One bedroom, living room, kitchen, dining room, bath. There was nothing in it that could be considered personal. Coulson had left everything behind.
Everything. Including Clint.
So it was a surprise when Phil came back from his morning run to find Clint sitting in his living room.
"Hey, boss. I was in the neighborhood…"