( what jason doesn't realize is that wanda can pick out something sullen from him, how he doesn't have anyone calling him that anymore, and he might be surprised to realize that she completely understands that. there are names, terms of endearment, that she will never be called again, neither by her parents nor her brother.
somehow, this became a little awkward. she swats at his elbowβit's mostly sleeve, less hand, in the swatting. )
Don't tell me I can do what I want if it's something you'd actually hate.
( she has no reason to be vindictive towards him, even if she mildly resents that he came to seek her out like this.
the diner is just up ahead, and they step in, getting seated at a booth. wanda places her menu atop the table, covering her face, like a wall between them. the options aren't great, but... she'll consider this for a bit longer. )
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somehow, this became a little awkward. she swats at his elbowβit's mostly sleeve, less hand, in the swatting. )
Don't tell me I can do what I want if it's something you'd actually hate.
( she has no reason to be vindictive towards him, even if she mildly resents that he came to seek her out like this.
the diner is just up ahead, and they step in, getting seated at a booth. wanda places her menu atop the table, covering her face, like a wall between them. the options aren't great, but... she'll consider this for a bit longer. )