Peacekeeper take your time [Peter Parker]

[nothingmorehorrifying]

Steve had been a great teacher but a miserably early riser. She's told Tony on no uncertain terms that she will not be going for jogs anytime before dawn, but that doesn't mean she won't go running at all. In making an effort to return to being an Avenger, she's tried to recreate her regimen from the compound, only at a more human hour.  

There's no flying or throwing hex bolts here but she can still keep fit. It's midmorning now and she's gone to Petros Park at a leisurely pace, stretching her limbs at its westernmost part of the path. In the distance, she can see a yoga group meeting and tries to imitate some of their poses, deciding to join them next time. 

But first, a run. She'll never admit it to Tony but Wanda doesn't mind this part, even likes it sometimes. It reminds her of Pietro, even if she can never run as fast as he can. 

God she misses him. 

Wanda swallows the thought and starts to jog, determined now to outrun the memory. She's caught up in it that she doesn't see someone in her path.

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[forthelittleguy]

"Oh, I don't - I don't need coffee for that, it's really no big - hi." He isn't really used to anyone wanting to shake his hand, but he takes hers and gives her what he thinks is a normal handshake. The corner of his mouth quirks up in a smile, genuine but slight; he feels guilty for lying to her, but also really, really isn't sure he knows how to deal with how weird the conversation would be if he told her the truth.

Still, though, the gesture is appreciated. "Thanks for, you know. Offering."

[nothingmorehorrifying]

He has a firm grip but so does pretty much everyone on the Avengers, so Wanda doesn't think much of it. There's temptation there for Wanda to use her powers and turn over the secrets of his mind but she quickly rebukes herself for the thought. She doesn't do that anymore.

"Are you sure?"

[forthelittleguy]

"Yeah, I'm sure," he says with a genuinely regretful smile, "I got - I got somewhere to be." When they're not busy trying to beat the crap out of each other, Wanda seems decent enough. But he's too caught off guard at the moment to try and have coffee and be sane with someone who intimidates him as much as she does. If they're ever gonna do that, he needs to mentally prepare.

He nods, taking a step back and pulling out his phone. "Hey, but maybe another time. Do you have, like, Facebook or something?"

[nothingmorehorrifying]

"No," Wanda says. She smiles then and gestures around them at Darrow's park. "I don't think Darrow even has Facebook."

She holds out her phone though, an eyebrow raised. "But we can change numbers. It'd be nice to stay in touch with people from the same world. Even if we don't know each other." Even if she suspects that she should.