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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[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

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