Roadtrip psl

[behexed]

[Wanda pulls into the garage of Bucky's building to meet him at his request. She was surprised to get the call but she wasn't mad. She'd been hiding out on her own for awhile now, and it was starting to wear on her. A change of scenery and some company wouldn'tbe unwelcome]

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[leftcold]

Trust me. I'm keeping us both out of trouble on this one.

[behexed]

[Taking a seat at the picnic table herself.]

I suppose I should be thanking you, then.

[leftcold]

Damn straight.

[Passing her a sandwich, wrapped in paper.]

[behexed]

[Takes the sandwich.]

Thank you.

[More for the sandwich than the Sam thing, but he can take it however he wants.]

[leftcold]

[He'll assume it's the sandwich because Wanda clearly doesn't know Sam well enough to appreciate getting the last word against him.]

You're welcome.

[Unpacking his own lunch.]

[behexed]

[Yes, it’s clearly that she doesn’t know Sam and not that he and Bucky are ridiculous.]

What kind of sandwich did you get?

[leftcold]

Turkey club. I felt like bacon.

[behexed]

Bacon is usually a good choice.

[Taking a bite of her sandwich.]

[leftcold]

It's pretty hard to mess up. Not that anything looked bad, but sometimes you want something you know you're going to like.

[behexed]

It makes sense. That’s why I asked for ham and cheese.

[leftcold]

Definitely safer than a tuna melt.

[behexed]

Did you have a bad experience with a tuna melt?

[leftcold]

How many bad experiences do you have to have with them to figure out you don't want another one?

[behexed]

It might depend on how bad that first experience was.

[leftcold]

Have you ever had a tuna melt?

[behexed]

...I don't think so, actually.

[leftcold]

Well, there you go.

[behexed]

That bad. I see.

[leftcold]

Not a fan.

[behexed]

Noted.

[Time to eat her own sandwich, though, which is quite tasty.]

[leftcold]

[Look, Bucky can do somethings right. And one of those things is order a sandwich.

He digs into his own, clearly hungry.

Super soldier metabolism and all.]

[behexed]

I hope you got more than one.

[Because it seems like he could eat at least two.]

[leftcold]

Don't worry. I came prepared.

Should I have gotten you more?

[behexed]

No, I'm good. I don't think witches get as hungry as super soldiers.

[leftcold]

I bet you get to get drunk, too.