Louise
Louise just laughed, shaking her head at the amounts of food. they were a good number, in the Underground, finding more stray people everyday, keeping them safe. They weren't the only Underground City, she knew that much, but it didn't change much.
"The other kitchens better be on that too, because I'm so not spending all my day here."
She hauled up a large cooker and started putting water in it for the beans, sighing as she remembered herself of the dress she had started stitching up in her room, having found a few not completely destroyed rolls of fabric during a mission not long ago.
The guys with her had been complaining, but she couldn't have cared less. She had little to make herself feel like a freaking woman, and there was denim and Parker could use some jeans that weren't completely ripped, too.
As could some other people. It was helpful, most of the time. The dresses she made herself...She rarely could wear them, sometimes, occasionally when they decided they had had enough and threw some kind of party.
She started the boiler under the cooker and went to help with the tomatoes.
"So, how did you find your way here, Natalie?"
Better to talk about someone else than herself.
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