[wanda scrunches her nose at the touch, shaking her head a bit. she brings a hand to rest against her forehead, taking a deep breath as she straightens her back, feels the muscles and bones stretch out under the movement.]
I must be tired.
[she doesnβt want to worry steve.
her hand moves down to just over her lips, rubbing at the blood there. hm.]
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I must be tired.
[she doesnβt want to worry steve.
her hand moves down to just over her lips, rubbing at the blood there. hm.]
Help me up?