[ her house is too big for just one person, but it's enough for wanda. to her, it looks like a house that would belong to a witch with its high roof, numerous windows, front porch, and the porch steps that would be perfect for pumpkins at halloween. to her, the house is a perfect mix of all the houses she used to imagine herself and pietro living in from her serials.

she leads him along her front yard that's plain without many trees or garden beds. she's still trying to figure that all out—does she want a tree to the right? extend her driveway to the left? it's a work in progress, much like her, but everything around the house looks real and vibrant. some of the bushes lined in front of her house pulse a faint red.

she nods. ] Just Wanda.

[ she looks up at her house and thinks that it would be better if it was filled with people, but all she has is ghosts. ]

Oh. And animals. [ she wrinkles her nose. ] I have horses around the back and a dog somewhere digging holes. It's loud enough with them here.[ still quiet.

she turns around so she's walking backwards. regarding him with a furrowed brow, ] Are you allergic to dogs? I can get rid of all the dog hair.