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Date: 2023-01-17 11:57 pm (UTC)*
"You still owe me a dance, Captain," Peggy said as she extended her hand expectantly. She smiled a red-lipped smile as she patiently waited for him to take her hand and let her lead him to the empty dance floor.
It didn’t matter to him that this wasn’t real; even in his dreams and in the nightmarish illusions that a witch would conjure to torture him with, Peggy was always there with her lips painted red and a smile on her face. And for Steve, nothing could ever feel nightmarish about that.