is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind
WHO: Pietro and Wanda Maximoff
WHERE: A very nice restaurant on the boardwalk at Coney Island. Then the beach.
WHEN: May 23rd, evening-ish
WARNINGS: Uhh... If any of their creepiness has made you uncomfortable before, you probably don't want to read any further. Creepy siblings.
SUMMARY: Pietro takes Wanda out to dinner for their her birthday. It's very nice and totally not a date.
FORMAT: quickstuff
[The evening had gone splendidly thus far. Wanda had required little prompting to agree to a fancy dinner near the beach and the run to said restaurant had been pleasant and uneventful. Finally seated in a quiet table at a quiet corner of the Cafe Titania, Pietro couldn't help but feel slightly smug at just how perfect an evening he'd orchestrated. Wanda seemed to be enjoying herself at the very least, and that was what mattered. Stealing another glance at her over his menu, Pietro clears his throat.]
Do you like it here? Or should we go elsewhere?
WHERE: A very nice restaurant on the boardwalk at Coney Island. Then the beach.
WHEN: May 23rd, evening-ish
WARNINGS: Uhh... If any of their creepiness has made you uncomfortable before, you probably don't want to read any further. Creepy siblings.
SUMMARY: Pietro takes Wanda out to dinner for their her birthday. It's very nice and totally not a date.
FORMAT: quickstuff
[The evening had gone splendidly thus far. Wanda had required little prompting to agree to a fancy dinner near the beach and the run to said restaurant had been pleasant and uneventful. Finally seated in a quiet table at a quiet corner of the Cafe Titania, Pietro couldn't help but feel slightly smug at just how perfect an evening he'd orchestrated. Wanda seemed to be enjoying herself at the very least, and that was what mattered. Stealing another glance at her over his menu, Pietro clears his throat.]
Do you like it here? Or should we go elsewhere?