Office Life

Eleonore wasn't a party spirit, she didn't feel comfortable in the crowd. It was the same here as it was back in her Rascals days, she'd sit back with a bottle of cheap liquor and read something instead talking to the people.
To her surprise, the doors to their new office were open. As she peeked inside, their boss, Mirai of all people. Was signing some documents, probably working on that new arms deal. After all those years, Eleonore still didn't understand the Gray Zone. It was an anarchist state where even military wouldn't enter, yet, it had it's own ecosystem and sometimes even traded with the outside world. For a moment, she wondered how different their life could've been if Gray Zone never existed. Eleonore was only one year older than Mirai, perhaps they would've went to the same school and she would bully the younger girl. Maybe they would become friends instead.
"Anyone there?" asked Mira while keeping her eyes on the paper.
"That's right, what you doing out there? Aren't we supposed to celebrate?" asked Eleonore.
"I could say the same about you. Get in," ordered Mirai.
As Eleonore walked in, she noticed a pile of cup noodles next to the little girl.
"You're eating this crap when there's a Turkey downstairs?"
"Don't wanna take away from the people who deserve it more."
"The kitchen is pretty much filled though, you could've made yourself something that won't burn your intestines."
"Don't have time, I got to finish this form before midnight," said Mirai in a tired voice.
Eleonore looked at the girl with a smirk.
"How about I cook for you instead?" she said.
"And why would you do that?"
"Because that's what friends do."