[matt doesn't het her hand fall back to her lap before he's fumbling about to find it. he holds tightly, enough to make wanda inhale sharply, almost surprised, like she is not deserving somehow of whatever he wants to give her right now.
βfortitude, companyβ
but he's already told her, that he will do what he wants, and she can't stop him from wanting to give her whatever he wants. even if it's something as ludicrous and impossible-sounding as a day in new york, together.
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βfortitude, companyβ
but he's already told her, that he will do what he wants, and she can't stop him from wanting to give her whatever he wants. even if it's something as ludicrous and impossible-sounding as a day in new york, together.
wanda holds tightly onto his hand in return.
abruptly,]
I got really lucky meeting you.