Things had to be done and Natasha had to get supplies for her apartment, she was going to do the whole stay at the tower half of the time and stay her apartment the other half. Moira had kept it up nicely, but there was no food and especially nothing for a two and a half year old for that matter. So the day had Mother and Daughter out shopping and getting essentials.

First stop, well only stop was the grocery store. Natasha wasn’t a fan of this sort of shopping, and they really wouldn’t be getting a lot given the spy couldn’t cook still despite having a kid. She’d gotten better with the microwave and she could pop a premade pizza into an oven now though, so some improvement had been made, but not a lot.

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