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st_arlordQuill 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.
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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Date: 2018-08-05 03:30 am (UTC)Peter stands awkwardly at the table for the moment, deliberating whether or not this is a hugging moment, then finally decides that maybe it'd be weird. Instead he shoots Quill a smile and makes his way to the door.