Jun 1, 2016
the question catches him off guard. he pauses, staring at the scar of black numbers, & the metal in the kitchen ( a pot in mid air heading towards the sink where a strainer is hovering above. a pan that was tossing vegetables. ) stills & hangs in suspense as he gathers himself. usually when he glances at the digits it’s to bring about his own rage. to draw power from the hatred of his past to make him stronger. now, though, with wanda ------ he only finds pain settling in his chest. his lips thin & his fingers curl into a soft fist as the room around him begins to resume. ❛ they’re . . . a reminder, wanda. the numbers are a reminder. ❜
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