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ofgreatresponsibility:

Peter slid into the booth next to her, close enough as to where their shoulders brushed against each other when they moved. “How’s my best gal been doing today?”

Gwen slouched against his shoulder, “Peachy. Any disasters yet today?” She checked her wrist, a serious look on her face, “I wouldn’t worry if not. It’s still early.”


starringangels asked: "[text: Blondie] Gwen! I need you, ASAP. -MJ x"

[text: MJ] Are you dead? Severe blood loss? If not we need to sit down and redefine ASAP.


ofgreatresponsibility:

Maybe I just want to spend some time with my favorite blonde bombshell?”
“Lucky that I’ve got nothing but time on my hands then, Petey.” She slid down the booth seat she had been sitting on, so he had the choice of sitting next to or across from her.

ofgreatresponsibility:

        “I knew I’d find you at the Coffee Bean, Gwendy.”

Gwen chuckled, “You got me. What would you want to find little old me for?”


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//For those who don’t know Mun lives in England. Just got back from TASM2. It was beautiful.


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Dreaming (open Peter Perker RP)

Gwen hadn’t waited up to see him that night. She was tired and didn’t see any point in giving herself a stiff back by sleeping in the chair, waiting to see if Peter came by. She had shut the window and drawn the curtains and was curled up in her duvet, sleeping, by midnight.

Suddenly there was lights and loud noises. A fierce, cold, roaring wind, licking at her body like flames. Some one was holding her too tight. There was a cackle and then…she was falling. Faster and faster until something had her ankle and-

Tap. Tap tap tap.

She sat up. Scared, shaking, sweating. She didn’t recognise the noise and it worried her what it could be. It came from the window. Then she remembered. Taking a deep breath she tried to look calm before climbing off the bed and going to open the curtain, and after seeing the familiar face, the window too.


Open rp

Gwen walked down the steps in front of Midtown Science, pulling some trapped hair out from under her collar. She usually stayed late at school; studying or as part of a society or group but today she’d decided it could all wait. She just wanted to walk around, maybe visit the park or get a coffee.

Leaving at normal time meant it was busy and she was just looking in her bag to make sure she had everything when she heard some one calling her name.

posted 4 days ago

The ‘yes or no’ game.

You can ask me anything and I’ll answer honestly, but only with yes and no.