Well she’s going to. And no one can stop her.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it rudely”

“I heard about your parents. I didn’t know them, but I’d heard about all of his inventions. My little boy looked up to him a lot.”

May have gone a little overboard. Not having to deal with rations let’s her work freely.

// Sarah: Top Level spy Also Sarah: HI IM STEVENS MOM AND I MADE COOKIES.

// guess Steve is having a fit

// he’ll have to get used to it

Slowly stretches, popping both her shoulders as she does.

Haribo are heaven. Especially the tangy ones. She may currently be on her second large bag.

Steve definitely got his looks from his mama.

Sometimes she’s just having a bad day.

Because people are gross and sweaty.

“Don’t ruin your dinner.”

“Just one. And I mean one, Maggie.”

Not survival through choice.

Not quite sure about replacement.

There’s a slight eyebrow raise at that and she tilts her head just a little. “I appreciate the compliment but I’m no ones replacement or successor.”

“Is that so?”

Slow stretching.

There’s so much yelling.