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Who: Gwen and Peter, Gwen and others later
What: Gwen has returned! From where? No stinkin’ clue
Where: Gwen and Peters sleeper cabin
When: Early morning day 22
Warnings: It’s gonna get super cute plus swearing.
[Closed to Peter]
Waking up in a suitcase was weird. Waking up because said suitcase fell off the shelf it was on? It was also weird. And painful. And the suitcase is in pieces because a certain Spider fought her way out. It left her with a million questions, all of which she was sure the conductor could answer but as she made her way to the front car to demand he start talking, she stops outside her own cabin and listens.
It was mostly empty. Mostly. But the breathing inside and the soft snoring she knew and the second she heard it, she realized she’d been afraid he wasn’t going to be here. But he was. Her boyfriend was on the other side of the door and Gwen is quick to get inside, swiping her card and kicking off her boots and silently jumping up to the ceiling. Upside down, one hand and both feet flat on the surface, Gwen watches Peter for a second before reaching over to touch his shoulder.
“Peter. Peter, hey.”
Another gentle shake, not quite as soft as she’d done before. She wants him to know before anyone else that she was back. That seemed to matter the most.
( Let the Gwennie hit the door! And other such OTA Prompts. )
What: Gwen has returned! From where? No stinkin’ clue
Where: Gwen and Peters sleeper cabin
When: Early morning day 22
Warnings: It’s gonna get super cute plus swearing.
[Closed to Peter]
Waking up in a suitcase was weird. Waking up because said suitcase fell off the shelf it was on? It was also weird. And painful. And the suitcase is in pieces because a certain Spider fought her way out. It left her with a million questions, all of which she was sure the conductor could answer but as she made her way to the front car to demand he start talking, she stops outside her own cabin and listens.
It was mostly empty. Mostly. But the breathing inside and the soft snoring she knew and the second she heard it, she realized she’d been afraid he wasn’t going to be here. But he was. Her boyfriend was on the other side of the door and Gwen is quick to get inside, swiping her card and kicking off her boots and silently jumping up to the ceiling. Upside down, one hand and both feet flat on the surface, Gwen watches Peter for a second before reaching over to touch his shoulder.
“Peter. Peter, hey.”
Another gentle shake, not quite as soft as she’d done before. She wants him to know before anyone else that she was back. That seemed to matter the most.