Room 220, Friday Evening

[swerval_zero]

Everything was packed up, her guitar was securely in its case, and Fish's cage was even covered and ready for transport. Now all Zero had to do was ferry it all down to Dave and point the big teal van toward Flange City.

Except for how she really didn't want to.

((Open to all! Last chance to say goodbye to Zero!))

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[swerval_zero]

Zero giggled. "No, hooskspider." Of course, she didn't have any control over it, so really it was anybody's guess.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Good," Peter said, closing the rest of the distance.

[swerval_zero]

Mmm, kissing. "I'm gonna miss this."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"You'd better," Peter said. "If you don't I'll be very disappointed."

[swerval_zero]

"We'll just have to make up for lost time during visits," Zero determined.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I think I could manage that," Peter said. "Can I visit you tomorrow?"

[swerval_zero]

"Of course," Zero said promptly. "I could leave the light on."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I'll be there. Once I figure out how to get there and which room is yours," Peter said.

[swerval_zero]

"I'll await you with bated breath. But not baited breath because ew." Zero sighed. "I really should get going. S'already late."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Need help with your things?" Peter asked. "I have handy dandy superstrength."

[swerval_zero]

"Yeh, but if you help, then it's all in the van sooner and then I have to go," Zero pointed out.

However, some of this stuff was really heavy.

"...grab an amp."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Can do," Peter said, picking up an amp.