( when she hears the creaking amidst everything else, she figures her best course of action is to move away from the door; through the glass, she can see what the guy is doing, and while she would highly recommend against itβ
well.
the rush of water does make her stumble a little on her feet, though she manages to somehow get back on her feet, a lot wetter than she originally arrived, but isn't quite ready for the guy to fail to nail his landing and instead come rushing past along with the water. she trips over him over him, but purposely grips onto his arms as they glide with the current of the water. they manage to reach a stop, against a concrete pillar, and wanda fails to find a grip with her boots despite her best efforts. )
βare you okay?
( she finds a face: dark brows, dark hair. he seems alright, all things considered. )
We should really get out of here.
( wanda doesn't know what it is, but something feels off. very off. )
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well.
the rush of water does make her stumble a little on her feet, though she manages to somehow get back on her feet, a lot wetter than she originally arrived, but isn't quite ready for the guy to fail to nail his landing and instead come rushing past along with the water. she trips over him over him, but purposely grips onto his arms as they glide with the current of the water. they manage to reach a stop, against a concrete pillar, and wanda fails to find a grip with her boots despite her best efforts. )
βare you okay?
( she finds a face: dark brows, dark hair. he seems alright, all things considered. )
We should really get out of here.
( wanda doesn't know what it is, but something feels off. very off. )