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Natasha squinted at the package in her grandmother's hand, all the way across the kitchen, her glasses still resting on the bedside table in her lair, as it was so lovingly called. However, she didn't have to squint for long because the package came flying across the room, seemingly falling into the teen's hands. She looked inside the box and found a ten dollar bill wrapped around a stick of butter. Before Natasha could even open her mouth to question her grandmother, the woman spoke.

"Go buy some butter, dear. We're running low on cookies." Her grandmother was already bustling around the kitchen, making her way towards the stereo, which signaled the commencement of the awful music Natasha couldn't stand. With a yawn and a nod, the teen turned around and trudged back to her room, intending to grab her glasses and her bag before leaving the house.

In her room, she turned on the little television that connected her to the outside world and absentmindedly listened while slipping on her glasses and rummaging about for her sneakers. Since sneakers required little attention, if any, Natasha gave more time to the television, her eyes widening at the scene playing out on the roof of the Channel Q building. Roofs weren't the safest places, because people could fall. And that was something she could help with.

"Yes. I'm saved from the butter errand." Natasha hastily grabbed her costume, knowing she would be changing into it later, and stuck her head out of the garage. "Grammie! I'm kind of really really busy right now and I've got some things to do so, um, I'll pick up your butter later. 'Kay, bye." She dodged out of the garage using the side door and started on her way, riding her bicycle. Yes, a bicycle.