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Wanda understood that New York could be a pretty dangerous place. At least, when you weren't a chaos magic wielding witch / ex-avenger. But even she had a bolt on her door, she wasn't a maniac. But the bolt was useless when she was sat on her front steps smoking, and getting harassed on the street was just the beautiful fabric of the city, she supposed.
Especially when whoever was harassing her both recognised her and had a lot to say about the Sokovia Accords. And a gun.
Before she could even raise her hands to shield herself, the man seemed to be on the floor. Another man, who seemed to have come from nowhere, standing over him. "I...uh...had that under control." She began. "But thanks."


















