4thwaller: (⏎ Forty million years ago)
Wade Winston Wilson ([personal profile] 4thwaller) wrote 2019-07-25 09:24 pm (UTC)

[ Wade does stop talking, looking more hurt by the fact that Peter told him to stop talking than anything else Peter's done so far. Tired dark eyes follow each of Peter's movements.

Ever feel like you're being watched?

Being quiet means he has to process, has to listen to the thoughts flooding through his brain. None of them are pleasant. None of them say this is okay. None of them say that Peter isn't going to hate him. None of them tell him he's not going to be alone in this stupid place. Sad Clown Syndrome O'Clock. He almost gets distracted thinking to himself as Peter gets dressed again, but then he's talking again, and Wade snaps out of it. Before Wade can get a word in, Peter's leaving the room.

Wade stumbles, foot getting caught in a blanket and almost eating wood floor. This feels wrong, and bad, and not okay. He let a stupid crush get in the way of being a good friend and now Peter's going to hate him.

Yes, those are the footsteps of a panicked and barefoot mercenary trying to catch Peter before he's out the front door.
] Those nuns from Hell are still roaming around.

[ More things Wade needs to stress about, of course... ]

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