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Peter Quill ([personal profile] nostalgiabomb) wrote 2019-09-14 07:07 am (UTC)

[ He flinches forward when she falls back to the ground, a hand resting on her shoulder. ]

Easy.

[ He lacks the gentleness from before, but there's still sympathy in his voice.

He glances down at her foot, swollen and a bright, angry red – an obvious signal of a break. He hesitates again before offering her a hand. ]


C'mon. I doubt you wanna stay here.

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