Zero and Peter's Apartment, Sunday Evening

[swerval_zero]

Zero returned from her trip home for Thanksgiving triumphantly carrying a cooler that had been searched by the TSA earlier in the day and found to contain only leftovers. "Hey, guys!" she called out as she kicked the door shut, assuming someone was somewhere in the apartment. If not, well, then the neighbors would know. "Great news! We're not gonna hafta cook before the end of finals!"

((Open to her fellow apartment-dweller and phone calls!)

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[swerval_zero]

"Is there any other kind?" Zero, who was also kind of a nerd, asked him.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"None that count," Peter answered.

[swerval_zero]

"I didn' think so. Oh, hey, did anyone check on Fish? I know I'll need to clean his cage, but did he run out of food? Is he mad?"