Outside Atlas Gym, Sunday Afternoon

[chernayavdova]

Natasha was aware someone had been following her for the last day or so, and had been waiting for them to make themselves known. When they hadn't by the time she finished up with some paperwork at the gym, she decided enough was enough and stopped after locking up to say, "Well, you might as well come out."

((For lurker-related purposes, but open

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[notontheceiling]

Excuse you, she was an amazing hider. And stalker.

"You cheat," Masha whined, slipping out from behind a corner.

[chernayavdova]

"No such thing," Natasha told her, like the pragmatist she was. "And you would be...? Mine, I'm guessing." She had a radio.

[notontheceiling]

"Yours," she agreed. "I like this hair."

Since it changed all the time.

[chernayavdova]

"I'll keep that in mind."

She had wigs.

"Do you have a name? And, in a related question, are you going to tell me it?"