[There's only so much singing Natasha can take in a day and listening to Captain America and the god of mischief spout Disney ballads at each other over the network - while hilarious - has definitely hit her limit for a while.
She's already explored what she could of several of the floors in the mansion so she heads outside instead, wandering the grounds and taking note of her surroundings. It's how she ends up wandering down to the beach, drawn inevitably by the ocean.
She notes the figure there as she saunters towards the water, coming closer to him. She doesn't call out, because she's not sure he looks like he wants company and she's not about to intrude on serious thoughts if he'd rather be left alone but her path will take her past him, should he decide he doesn't mind an unfamiliar redhead stopping for a chat.]
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She's already explored what she could of several of the floors in the mansion so she heads outside instead, wandering the grounds and taking note of her surroundings. It's how she ends up wandering down to the beach, drawn inevitably by the ocean.
She notes the figure there as she saunters towards the water, coming closer to him. She doesn't call out, because she's not sure he looks like he wants company and she's not about to intrude on serious thoughts if he'd rather be left alone but her path will take her past him, should he decide he doesn't mind an unfamiliar redhead stopping for a chat.]