[ She's just trying to get to the bloody mess hall. She's worked up an appetite in the gym and she knows this station β well, not quite like the back of her hand, but after nearly a year of being awake, she's certainly more familiar than anyone newly awoken from stasis. But the doors seem to disagree with her steadfast sense of direction. Peggy Carter has taken detour after detour through other people's rooms, the stasis units, places she's certain are restricted to the refugees, the hangar station, and now...
One of the lounges. It's not even the ones with a kitchenette, it's just a sofa, some board games on the low coffee table, not much else. ]
For God's sake, [ she exclaims, turning on her heel to head right back out the way she came. ] This is bloody ridicuβ
problems + wildcard??? idk
One of the lounges. It's not even the ones with a kitchenette, it's just a sofa, some board games on the low coffee table, not much else. ]
For God's sake, [ she exclaims, turning on her heel to head right back out the way she came. ] This is bloody ridicuβ
[ And she 100% walks right into Scotty. ]