When they arrived at the apartment most of the place was quiet and dark. Which really, it should have been. Since it was late, but it was when they got to the kitchen that said the other resident of the apartment was still up and awake. The fact that she was listening to Disney show tunes was a little distressing, since she only listened to Disney if she was upset- not angry, just edgy and anxious-, even if she sounded like she was enjoying herself singing along to lion king as she cooked. Which had been a revelation all on her own.<br/><br/>That she actually enjoyed cooking. Despite a childhood spent scrapping together just enough money to get whatever was cheapest at the grocery store, she had enjoyed cooking then. Even if the desperate situation she’d found herself in with her mother as they watched her father drink what little money they had away, she had enjoyed cooking. Enough to put up with Bucky’s teasing her about acting like a girl, when she visited his mother for cooking lessons. She’d spent as many meals at bucky’s as she had at her own house. After she’d become a super solider, the need to cook had become not just a nice thing to do, but a necessity. It had simply become easier to cook her own food then it had been to constantly being ordering take out.<br/><br/>Though the fact she appeared to be making  homemade ravioli at midnight was just worrying. Since she usually tried to grab a few hours sleep right in the middle of the night, the fact that she’d stayed up rather then go to bed said she was just a little edgy. Though she looked fairly adorable in the flame colored boy shorts and orange tank top that said ‘to hot to handle’ was besides the point.<br/><br/>Pausing when she heard the yell, turning to turn off the music she walked through the door to look at them, tilting her head a little. Looking tired and edgy backlit by the kitchen lights she considered the two, shoulders slumping a little. Simply glad to see that they were home. “I’m making ravioli. You guys want some?”She said hesitating for a long moment, not sure if they were angry with her. They weren’t angry with each other, so maybe they weren’t upset with her? Having slept a little while before she got up, she was edgy and upset with memories that plagued her anytime they fought, even if she’d gone out of her way to not let either man know just how much arguing with them upset her.<br/>