wanda likes warm coffee in a large, smooth, plane white(sort of cream colored) mug, with almond milk in it and nothing else. i prefer oat milk, when it comes to coffee, but she insists on almond.
i think of this laying in my cr bedroom at 2am, counting down from 100. it feels like my vision doesn't shake or blur behind my eyes, it bounces. sort of pulsing up and down and there are circles of white light. like the daylight is trying to push in. i am still in the same position in bed, but now the bed feels bigger on either side of me, even though i do not move a muscle to check if this is correct. everything is so silent, i can't hear the constant noise of the air purifier in my cr bedroom. i can hear wanda cross the room on tip toe and walk to the window. everything is warmer, like the sun is streaming through the open window on the hot summer morning and covering my bed in its gold.
authors note: i really should've posted this before the first one. it is kind of like a prequel to where like the beginning of me shifting to my dr starts(not counting all the backstory and stuff)
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my mcu dr and shifting journey
Fanfictionthis is literally my mcu dr script. it is written in a completely different format to the rest of my stories because it is not really a story in that way. it is not even a script really. some things may not make sense to you because they are inside...
