❛ 𝚒 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 . ❜
He’s known Gamora for few years from that one time hitchhiking in space to get to Klyntar, where they both got their asses served to them on the All-Black. Not fun times even worst was well... Peter guy, honestly, he’s starting to believe he hates any with that name. “I can’t tell if your joking or not, Gam.” The woman in front of him, all lovely and green but had a killer poker face, one with no truce of ever getting a hint unless she allows it as it should be. “Like are we talking about Peter low... because Gamora, I love you... but your dating a guy who believes Footloose is the best movie ─ yeah, it is a pinnacle 1980s film but since the reboot it is a laughing stock. Tragic.” He rumbled on with snark nipping his words, Gamora had this amazing ability to make Eddie and Vee both feel like they have done something wrong. WE DIDN’T DO IT... PROBS STAR-HAT. Venom piped up, lava lamp of a snake forming around his neck like a scarf to hungry for all over Gamora’s attention. The not knowing borderlines on the former journalist wreck havoc over his brain and death would show them mercy, still trying to read over her but getting nothing. “Put us out of our misery, already... please?” Slinking off the railing of the steps to the Stark building.
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