[That glare penetrates deeply, and it's only then that Pietro gives any thought to how many shitty things he's done just this morning. He didn't need to embarrass Wanda like this for absolutely no reason but to rile her. So he holds his tongue and stares at the worn hallway carpet while she talks to Davida, readjusting his grip on the tray and trying not to tap his foot impatiently just because he's uncomfortable.
Davida doesn't seem to take much stock in anything they may have been arguing about, giving Wanda a thankful smile and taking her up on her offer to get a few items from the store for later. After she's locked her door and put her keys securely in her tattered bag, she politely excuses herself and takes the tray back from Pietro without a word to him, shaking her head as she makes her way down the hallway, clearly done with their shenanigans but too sweet to comment on them.]
... Sorry.
[It's reluctant and dismissive muttering, but Wanda deserves one apology on her birthday, even if it's awkward.]
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Davida doesn't seem to take much stock in anything they may have been arguing about, giving Wanda a thankful smile and taking her up on her offer to get a few items from the store for later. After she's locked her door and put her keys securely in her tattered bag, she politely excuses herself and takes the tray back from Pietro without a word to him, shaking her head as she makes her way down the hallway, clearly done with their shenanigans but too sweet to comment on them.]
... Sorry.
[It's reluctant and dismissive muttering, but Wanda deserves one apology on her birthday, even if it's awkward.]