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[babyavenger]

sup guys. ive been kinda MIA. dont ask what i was doing all this time, im not even sure i know

anyway, uh... what all's been going down since we moved into like an HP Lovecraft horror novel?

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[babyavenger]

my apartment wont let me have a dog. which is a real tragedy because i could write a whole twenty page essay about how dogs are great and everyone should have one.

[morethanatrickster]

Your goldfish, then. Either way, it can't be all that bad.

[babyavenger]

if youre trying to goad me into telling you all about how fucked up life really is, youre gonna have to try harder.

like i said, i really dont like talking about it.

[morethanatrickster]

We all have something we carry, Peter. Some of us carry things we can never undo. Tell me or don't, but if it was something beyond your control, something you were born with, or something you lost, it doesn't define you. You allow it to do so to your own discredit.

[babyavenger]

a lot of all of the above and some stuff i did have control over but did nothing about so someone close to me died.

[morethanatrickster]

I understand.

[Very very much.]

Given no knowledge of the situation, I have no choice but to blame you for it, which is your intention. Other people holding you accountable make it easier to cling to your shame.

[babyavenger]

what are you a counselor?

the only one holding me accountable is me because no one else knows it was my fault.

and this really isn't a conversation for over text so if you really want to know, fine but im not texting it out.

[morethanatrickster]

Please.

But I am someone who knows a thing or two about regret.

I'd be amenable. Where would you have me?

[babyavenger]

ig just uh

my apartment is 1, honeywell south.

[morethanatrickster]

Alright, then. I'll see you soon.

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[And then there was a knock on Peter's door a bit later because he actually came.]

[babyavenger]

[ tried not to dwell too much on the conversation he'd just had with Loki and busied himself with cleaning the apartment as he's sure that's what May would have him do if she was here. ]

[ He's honestly a little surprised when Loki does show up though, as he'll be honest, he didn't think he actually cared that much. He pulls the door open and steps back to invite Loki in. ]

Um... uh... do you... uh-want anything to drink? [ What exactly are you supposed to offer a literal god when they visit your house? What would May do? Oh right- ]

Uh... sorry about the mess.

[walkingshitshow]

Do you go mia a lot?

But honestly, not a lot. The heat sucks, the locals are assholes and apparently, there are monsters outside the walls.

[babyavenger]

no, not anymore.

and yeah, as a newyorker i hundo percent agree the heat sucks.

[walkingshitshow]

Okay. Got anyone to check on you just in case?

I'm from Hell's Kitchen myself. So yeah.

[babyavenger]

yeah,

apparently Loki, the god of mischief himself.

i'll get back to you on if thats good or bad. plus i have a guardian but idk where he is rn.

oh really? im from Queens. my aunt won't let me even think about going to Hell's Kitchen.

[walkingshitshow]

Ah. The same one from...

If you need a place to hang out sometimes, there is usually a lot of teens running around the house. Or at the bar now.

Probably a smart choice on her part. It's strange but I almost miss it now.

[morethanatrickster]

[Truth be told, Loki hadn't been sure what to expect when he'd agreed to meet Peter. At first, he'd been annoyed by the boy, but the lad had grown on him, almost like a fungus, in the short time he's spent with him. He couldn't actually say why he felt protective of the boy, but he did, and there was precious little he cared about around here.

He tilted his head curiously before following the boy inside.] Perhaps, what do you have?

[As for the mess.] Have you seen the streets?

now with the correct journal

[babyavenger]

[ Peter glances towards the window a moment, thinking of the state of the street and yeah, okay the streets are kinda bad. ]

Sorry, it's just something my Aunt would say when we had company.... [ He mutters slightly, ears maybe a little pink. ]

Uh, there's lemonade, redbull, and water. There might be some milk but honestly, you probably shouldn't test it.

[babyavenger]

Yup! thats the one! its okay though, he hasnt stabbed me once yet. which i realize is a rlly low bar but hey.

anyways

yeah, May says i dont need to go there because of this that and the other. i wasnt really listening and ive been there like twice.

it was by accident but i sure as hell wasnt gonna tell her about it.

[walkingshitshow]

You really need to check your idea of standards, kid.

You know, I shouldn't ask how you accidentally ended up in Hell's Kitchen because it's possible

But how?

[babyavenger]

i said it was a low bar but i mean just because it's low doesnt really mean it doesnt deserve being mentioned.

oh, uh once i fell asleep on the subway and then the other time i got tricked by someone at school into going to a thing-it was a bad thing and i shouldnt have gone.

[morethanatrickster]

Lemonade and water? What on Earth is "redbull"?

[He shook his head.]

Odd thing to apologize for, honestly.

sorry I didn't get a notif for this

[babyavenger]

Oh, it's my favorite drink. It's got so much caffeine and sugar.

[ Explains a lot, doesn't it? ]

May thinks it should be illegal and is a heart attack waiting to happen. Sh-she's a nurse... so she's... probably right.

[ Never mind that, though! He moves off to the kitchen area to prepare Loki a glass of lemonade. ]

[morethanatrickster]

I see. Lemonade will be fine.

[It should have been mead or wine, but...sure. Lemonade.]

You seem alright.

[babyavenger]

[ but he's not 21, he can't drink and he lives with a vampire. Sorry Loki, no wine. ]

I haven't died of a heart attack, yet. [ He says cheerily, like it's some kind of accomplishment. ]

uh, here.

[ He hands him the glass of lemonade ounce he's finished pouring it and then collects an energy drink for himself. ]