bob doesn't walk towards her, but wanda does, closing the distance between them. she holds onto his arm with her free hand, feeling the soft sweater under her fingers.
this place — it scares her. not because of what room they're in, because of in its entirely. it doesn't feel stable; it feels like something, someone, is looking for them, and wanda doesn't like not having the control right now. if this is something that might be his fault, wanda can't help but wonder if it's something that he control through his mind, some kind of power. )
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bob doesn't walk towards her, but wanda does, closing the distance between them. she holds onto his arm with her free hand, feeling the soft sweater under her fingers.
this place — it scares her. not because of what room they're in, because of in its entirely. it doesn't feel stable; it feels like something, someone, is looking for them, and wanda doesn't like not having the control right now. if this is something that might be his fault, wanda can't help but wonder if it's something that he control through his mind, some kind of power. )
How do we get out?