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"Hey. This is Peter. ...Nope, not actually here to take your call right now. So leave a message, I guess."

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[Waitwhat.]

Uh... No.

I mean, yeah.

I mean no, I'm not busy, yeah, I can... We can get together.

[A pause.]

You want to...?

Yeah...I mean, I don't have anyone else here.

And...I don't want to spend Christmas alone. You probably don't either....

[ Pause. ]

And I'd really like to talk...about us.

[Oh. It's more of a 'no better options' thing?

That makes him feel like a winner.

Wincing and rubbing the back of his neck, he gave,]

Uh, Gwen. No offense, but-- I think maybe we've talked about that enough. Okay?

[He doesn't need to hear it a third time. Not on Christmas.]

[ Stop throwing yourself a pity party, Peter. You aren't a last resort. ]

No, we didn't. I didn't give you much of a chance.

[ Another pause. Not sure if she can convince him to talk to her. ]

I miss you.

[He's been having this party for a year, Gwen. You aren't invited.

Also, he's not totally sure how to reply to that. Seems a little suspiciously hopeful...]

I, uh-- don't really know what I would have said if you did.

[Probably nothing. He wasn't great at arguing-- note, he wasn't on the debate team.]

...Yeah.

Me too.

[He's awkward, ok?]

[ Him being awkward is what she likes. ]

...Do you plan to do what my Dad asked? Are you...going to continue stay away from me?

[ Ignore that she asked him to do that when she first came, Peter. ]

Edited 2012-12-14 17:15 (UTC)

[No wonder she likes him, then. Always Awks!]

I wasn't planning on doing what your dad asked...

I was doing what you asked.

[Reminded.]

But before I came here...you avoided me. So at one point...did you do what he asked?

[ remember someone didn't show up to her Dad's funeral. ]

...At one point, yeah. I had to.

[He paused, before saying,]

Gwen, I really did go. To ah, see the procession. I didn't want to avoid you, but...

I didn't want you to get hurt. He was right about that. I didn't protect him, just like I didn't protect Uncle Ben and...

If something happened to you? [Another pause.]

You know.

Anyway... here, it's different. Everyone's weird here.

[So it's just like-- join the club!]

I won't get hurt.

You carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, Peter. You don't always have to do everything alone.

And I don't think everyone is weird here. [ She met this interesting boy named, Finnick. ]

...Yeah. Yeah, okay.

[He nods a little at that, though he isn't sure it's true.

But then a brow raises.]

Well-- I guess not everyone, no. Making friends already?

Yeah, I've made some friends. I met Tony Stark. Well, talked to him, not officially met him in person. And this guy, Finnick, I think we're friends.

Have you made any friends here? [ You can't be alone all your life, Peter. ]

You met Tony Stark--?

[Well, so had he, he was just too thick to realize it yet.

Gwen, you're meeting a suspicious number of men here...

Clearing his throat, Peter gave, as casually as possible,]

Uh, yeah. A few. I work for Bruce Banner and Dr. Stiles at the hospital and uh, with Mike Chilton and Chuck at the garage. I live with a guy named Bolin. Aside from that, there's just Jason, the Colonel, Carol, Ema, Trucy, Reyna, Spyro and Shiki. Uh, and Aurora-- cooks most of what I eat, hah?

[He's leaving Selina out because she's creepy. Same with Schmidt.

He's just as baffled by his popularity as you are, Gwen.]

Edited 2012-12-16 03:54 (UTC)

[ She's met two...compared to your 6 women. ]

Oh...I'm glad you aren't on your own then.

Wait...you work for Bruce Banner? The Bruce Banner?

[...Men are more nefarious, okay? Okay.

GUUURL that was his same reaction!]

Ah, yeah. Yeah, I do. He recruited me.

[Now who has the better college rec. Bam.]

Oh? That's great then.

That's a great opportunity.

[ Shut up. Guess which one of them can afford college though. Buuurn. ]

Yeah, no. It really is.

I'm enjoying it.

[Guess who gets a full ride cause he graduates top in his class? OH DOUBLE BUUURN.]

...So uh. See you on Christmas Eve.

[ She can't help but smile. ]

See you Christmas Eve.

[ Top of his class...all alone. Poor, lonely, Peter Parker. ]</small.

[SHUT UP, DR. CONNORS, OH MY GOD. SOB.]

Right. So uh.

[He actually smiled for a moment himself.]

Later-- Bye.

[ She smiles more cause that is the awkward Peter she knows and loves. ]

Right. Bye.

[ Prepare for fish on Christmas Eve, Peter. ]

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[Voice] Yet being the keyword. It's gonna happen.

[Voice] GET OUT.

[Voice] Not until she taps dat ass

[Voice] Gwen, stop out-creeping him.

[Voice] She's watching you. loljk.

[Voice] 5 Adults. He needs 5 adults. (One won't die or be evil.)

[Voice] Asking the impossible Peter.

[Voice] Hence the pity-party. BAWloons for everyone!

[Voice] Your life isn't that hard Peter :|

[Voice] Believe him, it is.

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[Voice] icon is a preview of xmas eve

[Voice] osnap. best christmas. /o/

[Voice] Peter is getting topped.