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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]

eh lifes always been a nightmare. im used to it.

[morethanatrickster]

Gods, were you always this dark?

[babyavenger]

i honestly dont know.

but youre the one asking about my backstory and spoilers: its not a happy one.

[morethanatrickster]

I'm sure it's painfully tragic. Did your dog eat your homework?

[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.

[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.

[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. ]

[morethanatrickster]

To your credit, I'm sure.

[He crinkles his nose, not at the smell of the lemonade, but the pungent scent of the energy drink Peter cracks open.]

Heavens that smells foul. No wonder May warned you off of them. Are you sure that isn't poison?

[babyavenger]

[ He might have had more than his share of health issues growing up, but he's happy to say heart problems was never one of them. ]

depends on your definition of poison.

[ Which his probably not the best argument he could make. He glances down in the can to look at the reddish liquid he can barely see beyond the tab. ]

but they're great for an energy kick.

[morethanatrickster]

Mine was a joke, but does smell awful.

[He does sniff his lemonade, finds it mediocre, and takes a sip, shrugging.]

I should hope so, given the name.

[babyavenger]

[ Does it smell awful? It smells a bit like candy to him and he is a big fan of candy. ]

hey man, I'm a poor kid from Queen's New York-I'll take energy anyway I can get it if it'll help get me through the day.