Kate Bishop | Open Captain's log stardate who-the-f knows. I woke up to day two of weirdness and still no idea what's really going on. Ate some berries yesterday and didn't puke, thinking of going back for some more. Also wondering what the hell I'm going to do. Are we actually stuck here? How the hell are we going to survive? Kate turned on her bed so she wasn't facing the wall, the light from outside shining in her face. She squinted, sitting up and stretching. Alright, so maybe she was sleeping too much. But she didn't know what other options there were at the moment.
Besides, it was an easy escape than to overthink everything else.
Except...something seemed different today. What was it? Her stomach answered for her and she realized something smelled delicious. Not five-star restaurant, but it definitely smelled like meat. And meat seemed like a step up from berries.
Time for another adventure she thought, pulling on some clothes over her purple bodysuit. The ones she had found in the dresser weren't exciting, but they would do. She didn't even want to think about laundry at the moment. So she followed the smell of meat, wondering if she should stop by and grab Clint. Although, knowing him, he was probably already there, asking for seconds.