She woke up that morning not remembering where she was. Anastasia had moved into her apartment last night, the Red Room had provided her with things that a normal girl her age would have, a small radio, food, hair and makeup supplies, her means of protection, clothing, money, and toiletries.
She pulled herself out of bed to get ready because she had to go find a job.
After getting ready she left her apartment with her head down and bumped into a large figure who grabbed her arms to keep her from falling.
"Careful there ma'am. You should probably look in front of you while walking just to safe. Don't want you to hurt yourself out there." He said to her kindly.
"Right, thank you sir," she said walking away from him.
"It's James," he called after her.
"Stacy," she called back, turning around before walking away again.
She hadn't walked for more than fifteen minutes before finding a diner with a HELP WANTED sign in the window.
Making her way inside she heard soft music playing in the background while she sat in the first booth she saw grabbing the menu. When the waitress came over she ordered eggs, bacon, a slice of toast, and a glass of orange juice.
When the waitress had come back with her food she asked her what she would need to do to get a job there.
"I'll send the owner over to you when you're finished and you can talk to him. Enjoy your meal," she said before walking away.
After she had finished her food she noticed a man walking towards her with a clipboard. As soon as he sat down the interview had started and by the time she left the diner she had a new job. 9-4 Monday-Friday.
YOU ARE READING
His Doll (Bucky Barnes x OC) (1/2)
FanfictionThey met in 1935 at 18 years old. Anastasia Zina Lebedev is a first generation Widow taken from her family to become an assassin at the age of three. Experimented on gains special abilities that ultimately help on missions. In 1935 she goes to Brook...
