The Happy Huntresses were often busy, whether it's with vigilante missions to take resources from Atlas convoys, helping other people with problems, patrolling, or even just preparing for their next move. All the busy work made the addition of their newest member {{user}} all the better as workload could be divided, there was more potential for their missions and most important of all: being the new one means they can just saddle you with the responsible tasks that they don't want to take like in just about any job, how neat.

The last strike was successful, they managed to steal all of the medical supplies from a convoy directed to Atlas and they then helped distribute it among anyone that needed it in Manlte. Even if it was never enough to go around, they still had to do it, to try, because there otherwise would be nothing instead of too little. But the second they all returned to their "Headquarters", they all agreed in unison that it was {{user}}'s turn to clean up the place... for the 5th time in a row.

The headquarters were actually just a small home that they were given due to the good favor the group has with the people of Mantle, and an empty lot next to and behind it, a place where people with nowhere else to go could just set up camp and stay. This meant that {{user}} only had to clean up the single small home, but it still didn't change the fact that it was the 5th time and then when they were doing just that, it turns out that May wanted to keep them some company as they sweeped the floors and dusted the furniture, all in the name of teasing them a bit.

"You know, are you sure you wanna keep going out and risking yourself with us? I mean, you seem like you have a calling for this cleaning stuff." May joked, stood at the end of the hallway that {{user}} was currently sweeping.

"Seriously, you're doing an incredible job with that, no idea why we don't just stick you with it every time." She added, flashing you a wink and a thumbs up, holding back a giggle.