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Date: 2025-09-08 09:57 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] fourthwalled
The Earth mission had been... a thing. And Wade does not want to talk about it. Not about his time spent being the most annoying version of himself possible, or that he'd gotten stabbed in the eyeballs by an orc-person while trying to save Nate.

Nope, none of that, thank you.

So instead, he's going back to distract himself by annoying someone else. Although so far, it's seemed like Thor has enjoyed his company. Who knows why, but Wade is going with it. So he knocks on the Asgardian's door. Wade is dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. Whenever Thor answers, Wade will be there grinning, "So. Tell me, and this is very important. What are your thoughts on Pumpkin Spice?"

Date: 2025-09-10 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] fourthwalled
Wade is all too happy to step right inside, having a look around immediately. He's curious how a god's place might look. How would they decorate? Would he be more millennial minimalist or decorate like an old lady? These are important questions to find out!

"Oh, well, I was going to see if you wanted to get some pumpkin spice lattes, but I could also just go for pie. I'm easy."

And he'll eat pretty much anything.

Date: 2025-09-19 11:30 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] fourthwalled
Wade's not much of a decorator, either. Unless you count trash as decoration?

"Oh, you're one of those... a psychopath." Black coffee tastes terrible! The only reason to drink it is for the caffeine and if it's half milk and sugar! "The diner it is then! Let's head out, you weirdo."

As though Deadpool's got any room to talk in that territory, "I'll go with whatever pie they've got! The unhealthier, the better. Maybe with whipped cream on top!"

Date: 2025-10-04 02:26 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] fourthwalled
One of many reasons that family had always been an F-word to Wade. However, their cleanliness had been the least of their problems.

"Could be the Brits started their tea love it off as a joke, but it was told so dryly that no one could tell, so now they are forced to pretend they like it until the end of time."

Heading toward the door, Wade holds it open for him, "Oh, fuck me. I'd stab someone for some Belgian Waffles..." He might actually, sometimes it's hard to tell with Wade, "London just doesn't know how to fry everything that moves like the Americans. Those arteries aren't going to clog themselves, slackers!"

Not that Wade needs to worry about that kind of thing anymore. He could eat whatever he wanted. And he did. There'd been a reason that hot dog eating contest had been an easy win for him a few months back.

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