Not a fun time-OTA
Risque sat in the garage her back up against one of the jeeps. She had a lit cigarette in hand taking a slow drag every now and then. She hadn't like being this age the first time through so having to do it again surrounded by a ton of mutants and some mutant haters wasn't making this a good time for her. Hiding out in the garage with the cars to work on and her cigarettes was making things just a little more tolerable for her. She sighed and put out the cigarette irritably lighting up another one. She just wanted this to end and for things to go back to normal.