Picture Day || Jane & Natasha
"Jane Foster. I just…got here." Jane replied back lamely, shrugging slightly. She didn’t hesitate with that smile, when her partner’s seemed to die, she snubbed it too. "And you are?"
"It's safe to say that's case for most of us, given that the school just opened."
"Natasha. Your room-mate, if I'm not mistaken." If she had to share a room, Nat figured that she could do much worse than Jane. The girl seemed sweet, perhaps a mite too enthusiastic, but ultimately harmless.
















