[ They're at her door. Natasha opens it in full view of her alternate, a door isn't much of an obstacle anyway. The room is largely bare of personalisation. The bed is comfortable and there's a rack of clothes. She heads for the closet and pulls out a small all-purpose trolley, spreading a cloth over it. ]
no subject
[ They're at her door. Natasha opens it in full view of her alternate, a door isn't much of an obstacle anyway. The room is largely bare of personalisation. The bed is comfortable and there's a rack of clothes. She heads for the closet and pulls out a small all-purpose trolley, spreading a cloth over it. ]
No pomegranates. Otherwise, go wild.