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ɢ ᴀ ᴍ ᴏ ʀ ᴀ. (
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2020-01-04 09:45 am (UTC)
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[ Gamora shoots a poisonous glare back at Halfnut, but she allows herself to be dragged away without complaint.
(It wouldn’t have been such a shame if that cretin ended his night with a broken wrist, but they don’t need that attention here.)
She shifts her hand in Peter’s, glancing up at him before refocusing on their surroundings as they push forward. ]
I know. Was I supposed to do nothing while he put his hands on you?
[ She...
really
hated seeing someone threaten Peter – more than she expected. ]
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(It wouldn’t have been such a shame if that cretin ended his night with a broken wrist, but they don’t need that attention here.)
She shifts her hand in Peter’s, glancing up at him before refocusing on their surroundings as they push forward. ]
I know. Was I supposed to do nothing while he put his hands on you?
[ She... really hated seeing someone threaten Peter – more than she expected. ]