[ Staying on top of him is a difficult feat, but Wanda embodies the impossible. She wants her weight to weigh him down so he can never move again. That would be nice, even if he'd grow irritated and annoying.
Perhaps she doesn't want that on her birthday. She does want it on his, though. Decisions, decisions.
She smacks at his hand lightly and scrunches her nose in annoyance at him. She was supposed to say it first! And she doesn't have grey hairs! Or that many, at least! ]
You have many grey hairs. [ She can mistake silver for grey, can't she? She ruffles her fingers through his hair roughly. ] So many.
[ But she drops her hand to press against the bed and makes no move to get off of him. Not yet, at least. There's one thing she wishes to do before he thinks about either stealing it from her or running away.
Wanda kisses his cheek. ]
And if I am old, you are older. I have a surprise for you.
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Perhaps she doesn't want that on her birthday. She does want it on his, though. Decisions, decisions.
She smacks at his hand lightly and scrunches her nose in annoyance at him. She was supposed to say it first! And she doesn't have grey hairs! Or that many, at least! ]
You have many grey hairs. [ She can mistake silver for grey, can't she? She ruffles her fingers through his hair roughly. ] So many.
[ But she drops her hand to press against the bed and makes no move to get off of him. Not yet, at least. There's one thing she wishes to do before he thinks about either stealing it from her or running away.
Wanda kisses his cheek. ]
And if I am old, you are older. I have a surprise for you.