Scarlet Witch (scarlet_witch) wrote in x_aftermath_x, |
As instructed, Wanda took a seat on the edge of Pietro's bed and crossed her legs. Whenever she did this, she usually meant business. And what she had to say to her twin brother was of the most sensitive nature and she knew it probably wasn't going to be taken well. In fact, she was already anticipating a blowout and wouldn't be at all surprised if the speedster made an exodus after it was all said and done. She didn't wish to upset him, but she didn't want to watch him drink himself into an early grave either.
"It's about your habitual drinking," she said, looking and sounding as somber as a tomb. She had wanted smile, but she just couldn't reciprocate it right now. "It is not healthy." Obviously it wasn't, and even Quicksilver knew that. At least, she had hoped he had. "I realize you are using it as a vice, a means to get over what happened to Magneto, but," Wanda paused for a moment, "there are other ways to grieve." Healthier ways. "I hate seeing you like this...." she continued, her voice breaking slightly.
Tears had already filled her eyes and were beginning to trickle down her cheeks. "I don't want to lose you, too." The Scarlet Witch knew that her sanity was hanging on by a thread, and if she lost him... she'd surely slipped into madness.