"People that populated it ran it to the ground, burned it out 'til the Earth had nothin' left to give. So their only options were givin' it up an' movin' on. Or stayin' there an' dyin' with the planet, I guess. Story I heard, any rate," she admitted as she tapped the shakers together before sliding them back to where they belonged.
Lucky leaned back slightly in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest as she let her eyes wander around the dining area and kitchen. She'd probably have to go to the store to get the frozen pizzas, unless they had that dough stuff she could bake.
Maybe she'd look to see what she had to work with, but pizzas seemed to be the right way to go.
Dark eyes rolled up slightly as the song changed, and she sighed. She never thought she could wish so hard for silence, but she thought she'd happily kill someone for some right now.