wanda's pov
"you nosy fuckers want a tour or something?" y/n suggested. we all nodded in return.
"alright come this way" she said walking through a plain hallway. with y/n leading in front of us. the girls gave me a 'lets hope nothing bad happens' kinda look. which made me feel even more nervous.
"right so here is where the kitchen is" she said as if having a luxury house was nothing to her.
( ↓ something along the lines of this ↓ )"woah..." maria said.
"jesus christ" nat stated.
"it's huge!" i said.
"eh it's alright i guess" she answered.
"ALRIGHT? what do you mean 'alright'!?" i say.
"yeah this place is fucking huge and keep in mind this is just the kitchen" maria said looking around.
y/n rolls her eyes to our enthusiasm, "yeah yeah whatever, next room"
"is this where you sleep?" natasha snickered.
"ha ha very funny romanoff, this is the dog's room. if I live luxury, so do my pets"
we all said, "you have a dog?" in unison.
"i have 5 yes" she answered.
"5? woah, can we see them?" i ask.
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| white wolf | N.R
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