Room 313, Thursday evening
Peter got in later than he expected since his mun's work has been hell this week and he likes to roughly match up the time on the post with the time in game, but he was back. And he only had some scratches remaining from the fight earlier this week. Pretty bad scratches, but it was better than it had been.
More of an issue was what Nick Fury told him yesterday. Getting a reminder that he only had just over nineteen months before SHIELD would come for him wasn't the happiest thing ever. Fury was right. He was going to have to be prepared for whatever happened. That meant getting serious. About training. About his future.
But that could wait a little bit longer. For tonight, at least, Peter laid in bed and he was just the guy who came back to Fandom, a little tired, a little beaten, but mostly happy.
[OOC: Door and post are both open!]
More of an issue was what Nick Fury told him yesterday. Getting a reminder that he only had just over nineteen months before SHIELD would come for him wasn't the happiest thing ever. Fury was right. He was going to have to be prepared for whatever happened. That meant getting serious. About training. About his future.
But that could wait a little bit longer. For tonight, at least, Peter laid in bed and he was just the guy who came back to Fandom, a little tired, a little beaten, but mostly happy.
[OOC: Door and post are both open!]