( despite her initial anger, the wave of embarrassment that followed, wanda finds herself tracking along with the feelings he's currently exuding. something about his energy makes her feel calm.
her own words bring a hint of a smile to her face, teasing him, but that quickly disintegrates into a quiet pained expression, eyes scrunching shut. it's not a broken nose, but it the fact that it bled means that she got a pretty hard hit to it. when wanda opens them again, he's leaning a little closer, wipe on his hand, making eye contact with her, and β she feels that the space they're in is a lot smaller than what it is.
but wanda is not one to draw back so easily, so she nods, keeping eye contact with him until he looks away. )
Myβ ( she pauses, not wanting to jostle him ) βname's Wanda.
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( despite her initial anger, the wave of embarrassment that followed, wanda finds herself tracking along with the feelings he's currently exuding. something about his energy makes her feel calm.
her own words bring a hint of a smile to her face, teasing him, but that quickly disintegrates into a quiet pained expression, eyes scrunching shut. it's not a broken nose, but it the fact that it bled means that she got a pretty hard hit to it. when wanda opens them again, he's leaning a little closer, wipe on his hand, making eye contact with her, and β she feels that the space they're in is a lot smaller than what it is.
but wanda is not one to draw back so easily, so she nods, keeping eye contact with him until he looks away. )
Myβ ( she pauses, not wanting to jostle him ) βname's Wanda.