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peterparkerPeter Parker's Inbox
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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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Date: 2013-03-18 05:11 am (UTC)[Girlfriends are worse.]
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Date: 2013-03-18 05:13 am (UTC)[ She's rich and hot. You got the best one ever, Peter. ]
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Date: 2013-03-18 05:17 am (UTC)...Look. Now isn't a good time.
[That's not what makes a girlfriend the best. Someone sweet, someone smart; someone who made you feel like things were going to be okay.
Gwen wasn't that for him right now. He'd like to say he knew when that changed, but maybe it was gradual. The flip-outs and the jealousy and now Connors...
It felt like talking to Gwen was just a timebomb constantly waiting to blow up in his face. He just couldn't handle it right now, right after everything.]
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Date: 2013-03-18 05:20 am (UTC)[ Peter, you seriously confuse her. She'd be there for you except, you're the one with a life here, not her. ]
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Date: 2013-03-18 05:29 am (UTC)The problem with these texts were that he couldn't ignore them. He tried to, tried to close his eyes again and rest and pretend he didn't hear the beep. Then he'd give up, read it and put it back down. Pretend he didn't want to reply.
But Peter was in a bad place right now. He was irrational, he was angry-- really, he was just hurt.
Spoiler: That didn't make him any better at talking about it, it just made him braver and sloppier about it.]
Hey, you're the one who broke up with me.
You're the one who said not to talk to you again.
You're the one who's been hanging out with another guy.
You were mad at me for something I couldn't help, Gwen. You didn't ask if I was all right after that deal with the cards, you were just pissed.
You invited Finnick on our date.
[He writes all of that, then crosses it out and bites his lip, groaning in frustration.
Take Two.]
I'm going to sleep.
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Date: 2013-03-18 05:33 am (UTC)We'll talk about this tomorrow.
[ She will find you and make you talk. ]
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Date: 2013-03-18 05:37 am (UTC)His other super power is Avoidance. Watch how he rolls, Gwen.]
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Date: 2013-03-18 05:38 am (UTC)