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[theidlemaiden]

open rp post + meme overflow | cross-canon/assumed cr welcome | will match prose or brackets!

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[carmesi]

( because she is prone in having trouble sleeping, wanda finds herself unable to fall into a deep sleep. it's fine and all, until she gets the feeling that she is being watched, or that there is someone nearby. year of living in sokovia during the worst of the civil unrest has ruined the mechanism of her circadian rhythm—both for her and pietro.

the feather-light touch of hilda's hand on the loose strand of hair has wanda blinking awake, feeling embarrassed as realization dawns on her of the circumstances. )

Sorry—

( she starts, mumbled, while sitting up and pressing knuckles onto her cheek (thankful that she wasn't drooling). )

How long was I out for?

[theidlemaiden]

[ The moment Wanda's eyes flutter, Hilda's hand draws back but she isn't quite quick enough to move away. Not because she doesn't possess the reflexes for it but because she's also tripped up by her embarrassment, the realization that she and Wanda's faces are closer than they've been before.

There's a distinct beat where Hilda hesitates and nearly doesn't get out of the way in time for Wanda to sit up. Thankfully she recovers as smoothly as she can. She's quick to join her on the couch with a laugh. ] 

Why are you apologizing, silly? I should be the one apologizing for waking you up. I think it was about as long as I was in the shower so not that long.

[ She reaches out for the mug on the table, holding it out to Wanda, her fingers lingering for a moment longer than they should before reaching for her own. There's a teasing grin on her face. ]

Who knew museums would be more tiring than Pietro's workout classes?

[carmesi]

( wanda gratefully reaches for the mug, holding it in her hands. )

He made me jog this morning with him, ( she starts to complain, mumbled, ) because he said I missed too many of his classes.

( there is something about the twins, of how close they are, and just how overprotective pietro is of her. in his own way, he's trying to look after her, make sure she gets in her cardio; he is the type of person that thinks jogging can cure any malaise.

she sighs softly into the brim of the cup, and takes a quick sip, glancing out the window. )

Doesn't look like it'll stop any time soon.