[ Though this time Natasha glances up with something a little friendlier. Like she knows how it sounds, all one-worded answers while she continues typing, mouth twisting downward in displeasure every so often. ]
I don't know about kidnapped. I'd know.
[ She's not purposely trying to be ambiguously James Bond or whatever. ]
You don't happen to be good with computers, do you? [ Like that's the pressing issue here, rather than waking up here at all. ]
and apparently i lost this notif, so thanks for that gmail. /o\
[ Though this time Natasha glances up with something a little friendlier. Like she knows how it sounds, all one-worded answers while she continues typing, mouth twisting downward in displeasure every so often. ]
I don't know about kidnapped. I'd know.
[ She's not purposely trying to be ambiguously James Bond or whatever. ]
You don't happen to be good with computers, do you? [ Like that's the pressing issue here, rather than waking up here at all. ]