Definitely a better plan than Peter has, which is “wait for the ground to swallow him up and for the day to be over because what the fuck.”
He gathers up his belongings with shaking hands, left haphazardly on a nearby bench – a small satchel with a set of tools and both of his music players, his jacket and scarf, and his guns. Once he has everything he feels— not better, exactly, but slightly more put together. A little more like himself.
The trek back to the apartment is made in tense, awkward silence, with trying desperately to keep his hands to himself, shoved into his pockets or tucked against his sides with his arms folded over his chest. A dumb, irrational thing, considering the light seems to be gone, at least for now, yet here he is.
They apparently can’t get to the apartment soon enough, because once they’re properly there, Peter hurries inside, relieved to be somewhere safe and familiar. He tosses most of his shit aside again, bag and jacket and scarf leaving something of a trail as he collapses on the couch in the living room. ]
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Definitely a better plan than Peter has, which is “wait for the ground to swallow him up and for the day to be over because what the fuck.”
He gathers up his belongings with shaking hands, left haphazardly on a nearby bench – a small satchel with a set of tools and both of his music players, his jacket and scarf, and his guns. Once he has everything he feels— not better, exactly, but slightly more put together. A little more like himself.
The trek back to the apartment is made in tense, awkward silence, with trying desperately to keep his hands to himself, shoved into his pockets or tucked against his sides with his arms folded over his chest. A dumb, irrational thing, considering the light seems to be gone, at least for now, yet here he is.
They apparently can’t get to the apartment soon enough, because once they’re properly there, Peter hurries inside, relieved to be somewhere safe and familiar. He tosses most of his shit aside again, bag and jacket and scarf leaving something of a trail as he collapses on the couch in the living room. ]