Tony slipped in past Lucky, who gave his regular greeting of a soft bark and a nose on Tony's blue jeans. There wasn't a large hint that Wanda had been doing anything in particular before he arrived, which was a good sign. Interrupting her wouldn't have been a point in his favor.
He set the bag down on the coffee table, out of Lucky's reach, and the drinks. He'd picked up cold brew iced coffee for both of them. The sandwiches were removed -- they were good sandwiches, from a hole in the wall french and asian fusion place that he'd found and liked. Ciabatta loaves stuffed with sesame and soy marinated roast beef, topped with baby spinach, a mushroom croquette fresh out of the fryer, and a garlic chive aioli.
"Seriously, are you okay?" It was a genuine question, with genuine worry, although it did fall into the same pitfall it seemed Tony did by habit; putting too much importance on his own actions. As if his actions alone were enough to ruin Wanda's week.
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Date: 2018-07-29 11:53 pm (UTC)He set the bag down on the coffee table, out of Lucky's reach, and the drinks. He'd picked up cold brew iced coffee for both of them. The sandwiches were removed -- they were good sandwiches, from a hole in the wall french and asian fusion place that he'd found and liked. Ciabatta loaves stuffed with sesame and soy marinated roast beef, topped with baby spinach, a mushroom croquette fresh out of the fryer, and a garlic chive aioli.
"Seriously, are you okay?" It was a genuine question, with genuine worry, although it did fall into the same pitfall it seemed Tony did by habit; putting too much importance on his own actions. As if his actions alone were enough to ruin Wanda's week.