Scarlet Witch (scarlet_witch) wrote in x_aftermath_x, |
"I'm allowed to be impatience sometimes," Wanda retorted playfully, though she had repressed the urge to stick her tongue out at him. She had long since grown out of making such juvenile faces. Truly. Though, when you have siblings, you tended to regress on occasion.
After Pietro had handed the box to her, she smiled and proceeded to tear and rip at the festive wrap paper. Within a matter of moments, the lid had been lifted from said box to reveal its contents inside. Her eyes immediately widened and she gasped in delight. "Oh, Pietro," she said, positively gushing. "It is perfect!"
Her hands reached in, grasping the skirt gently and pulling it out, so she could admire its intricacy. "It's breathtaking, Pietro. Thank you."
And for a moment, she look took in the bejeweled embellishments and the fine craftsmanship that went into each and every stitch. He really did know her inside and out...
"I shall wear it tonight, and we can try to recapture our youth."
Wanda did remember dancing as a child, as well as the skirt she usually danced in. And this one seemed to stir up all of those old memories within her mind.
Life had been so simple back then, and there were times when she longed to get those days back.