i am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me

[gwendys]

(cont. from here)

11:32 am.

Gwen peers out the window as she awaits Peter's arrival. He isn't the most reliable when it comes to being on time (and boy does Gwen know it), but she still denies it to herself enough to feel a tinge of disappointment whenever she's reminded of it.

And that's Gwen's vice: her temper.

But have no fear, Mr. Parker, for the steam will settle once she sees that face.

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[decathlons]

Gwen holds his hand, and Peter holds hers, and for a second? Everything seems just about perfect.

But then she asks that question, and he almost chokes. Opens his mouth. Then closes it.

"Uhhhh."

The truth is: maybe stopping that criminal less than an hour ago, or maybe investigating the sewers because of that rumor of a crazy lizard man (which is gross, 0/10, he never wants to do that again), or maybe stopping that bank holdup the other day, or maybe talking to Iron Man not too long ago.

What he does is laugh self-consciously and shrug, hoping it sounds less like he's fumbling and more like ha-ha, nothing interesting here.

"I don't know," said, as he turns to look at her, "Eating at that Chinese place on Fifth? I got one of the three chili appetizers and I thought I was gonna die. What, um -- what about you?"

( ooc | don't sweat it! ♥ )

[gwendys]

Gwen throws her head back for a larger impact of a laugh; a lively giggle that ends abruptly and with an eyebrow raise directed his way.

"Is that so, mister Parker?" Her smirk may appear suspicious to paranoid eyes, but the reality of it is more or less harmless. "Freelance photography not delivering on the excitement these days?"

She giggles that one out, not suspecting a thing to do with Spider-Man nor allowing herself to touch her nose into the subject of what is Peter hiding? Nope. This is Peter Parker & Gwen Stacy time and she's going to enjoy every second of it.

"Hmm." She purses her lips in thought to the same question, a couple of beats passing by in the process.

She bites her lip to ease her smile. "Ask me that question after I've tried this vegan food," she lifts her chin to gesture to the building up ahead.

I AM SO SORRY, this is egregiously late

[decathlons]

Her smirk does look suspicious, but that's mostly his guilty conscience speaking. He fidgets a little, self-consciously, though Gwen's good humor is pretty much infectious.

"Well, it's, you know." He waves a hand. "It sounds cooler than it is."

(Yeah, okay, Parker.)

"Hey," he says, starting to smile again despite himself, "how weird can it be, right?"

TELL ME ABOUT IT, I am finally settled in JP and have to renew my account :')

[gwendys]

Now there's a question that inspires a giggle in response. "That's something I've been asking myself this whole way."

They approach a building of aged brick that contains many shops and a number of other places to dine. But the set of stairs before them leads down below to an entrance with a sign hovering above the glass door: The Clever Rabbit.

"That's us." She bites the inside of her cheek, peering over at Peter. "You ready, rabbit?"