Re: flash/gwen quicklog
[Flash was, thankfully, a slob. This meant he had no problems sleeping on a mattress on the floor and would likely continue to do so well after Gwen perfectly furnished her own room. He'd probably bring home a new xbone before worrying about dumb things like a dresser. When she took the froyo and gave him a hug, he grinned and returned it with one of those trademark a-little-too-tight Flash hugs. After, he reached down to take the paint roller she dropped, took off his shoes and started painting while she ate.]
Enough space to venom around in? [He asked about the lab and then pointed at his dufflebag so she could look at the suit. It was in better shape than it was the last time she saw it. A black, unassuming combat style thing that changed the second Flash put it on into a giant, domineering football player from hell. He went back to painting.] Dude. MJ's been ignoring me and uh, I talked to Peter.