( maybe she wasn't quite expecting a baby-faced, clean-shaven guy about her ageโmaybe a few years olderโlooking like he's run a marathon because he's so sweaty that even his hair is damp and clinging to his face.
wait, is he even wearing pantsโ?
though the suffocating feeling is gone, and she appreciates that (for herself), she wasn't expecting him to fully step out of the costume. this feels like a lot more than what she was anticipating, for some reason, and so just grapples with the suit a moment, while parsing at his explanation.
(there are locker rooms here, she's sure of it!!) )
I am, but not in an octopus suit. Wait, do you evenโ
( in walks another employee, opening the door, stopping, and glancing at them, grinning. )
Oh. Am I interrupting anythingโ?
( quickly, wanda snaps, with such a scathing tone (and perhaps a little bit of manipulation, a: ) Go away. ( and they're left alone. )
You're wearing pants, right?
( she thinks she doesn't want this guy embarrassing himself without realizing. )
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wait, is he even wearing pantsโ?
though the suffocating feeling is gone, and she appreciates that (for herself), she wasn't expecting him to fully step out of the costume. this feels like a lot more than what she was anticipating, for some reason, and so just grapples with the suit a moment, while parsing at his explanation.
(there are locker rooms here, she's sure of it!!) )
I am, but not in an octopus suit. Wait, do you evenโ
( in walks another employee, opening the door, stopping, and glancing at them, grinning. )
Oh. Am I interrupting anythingโ?
( quickly, wanda snaps, with such a scathing tone (and perhaps a little bit of manipulation, a: ) Go away. ( and they're left alone. )
You're wearing pants, right?
( she thinks she doesn't want this guy embarrassing himself without realizing. )