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Peter Quill ([personal profile] nostalgiabomb) wrote 2015-05-22 05:19 am (UTC)

[ -- ah, crap, did he make her cry? Peter is so not good when people cry. When she seems to collect herself, he lets out a silent breath. ]

You too, kid. See you tomorrow.

[ TIME SKIP

When "tomorrow" rolls around, Peter's waiting outside his door, a lot earlier than he had originally told her, just in case. (He'd hate for her to show up early on accident and not see a familiar face waiting for her.) He has a box of hard apple ciders in hand. Glitch had asked him to bring booze, and Peter is nothing if not a man of his word -- as evidenced by the fact that his two blasters are holstered on either hip. And just to add to the wow factor, he's left the house with his jet attachments for his boots. There's almost no need for them, surely, but hey, the kid likes space stuff, right? Distract her from the crowd of strangers with cool tech -- that's the ticket.

He waits patiently, checking his communicator every so often; he's fully expecting a call from Ellie, saying she can't do it. If that's the case, he'll just send her the list of flicks he had already put together and let her know they can try again next time. ]

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