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 "Knock, Knock," Quill said as he knocked on Rocket's door. "There's a huge pizza, beer, and donuts with our collective names on it."

He glanced down at the pile of food and drink he brought. He hoped this was enough of a piece offering. Maybe I should go get more booze...

Quill was dreading this moment. Out of everyone in the inn, Quill wanted to protect Rocket the most and now Rocket learned about all the bad things. He wanted to do one thing and he wasn't even capable of that.
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 "Okay, okay," Quill said as he passed the bottle of alcohol. "But you've got to listen to the Jackson 5 rendition of Santa's Coming to Town. It's probably the best version out there."

What would have been weird months ago now seemed like a common occurrence between Quill and Thor. Drinking was a happy pass-time between the two men.
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If Peter asks, we're doing a bunch of things together this week, okay? 
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"And another thing -" He continued. "Why is it always the guy's fault when you run out of toilet paper? Girls use toilet paper like, way more than guys do and yet somehow we're always to blame."

He couldn't remember what they had been talking about except they had been talking about women giving them difficult times. Quill down the rest of his drink and presented his empty glass to Thor to fill. Thor told him that he lost last time. Quill had very little memory after talking about Thanos, but he was sure that Thor was equally as drunk. This time he was determined to have the God of Thunder pass out first.
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This morning had turned out entirely opposite of what he had planned. Quill wanted to take Liz out, get her better at shooting (if that were possible) and then have a big sandwich for lunch. He still had his sandwich as he sat at the bar, but it wasn't touched and the rest of his morning had gone terribly.

Quill Sighed )
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Rocket. I am pretty sure a black cat is trying to kill me.
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Quill felt terrible for yesterday. He had argued it wasn't his fault, but he knew Peter had been right. Quill was the adult and he needed to be responsible. I pushed her and I knew she wasn't ready...

He sighed as he hung out by the pool bar and tried to figure out the best way to approach Peter and talk about it. He hated talking about things. He liked ignoring stuff. If something like this happened between him and Rocket, they'd ignore it and move on until Quill apologized by taking a bullet or something for Rocket and they'd officially move on and things would be forgiven. Peter Parker seemed more like the talking type.

He twirled around a mimosa thoughtfully. It was 11am, so mimosas were classy.

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