Harry Ryan has two first names (sybarite) wrote in rooms,
Re: quicklog: gwen & goblin boy
[Harry knew nothing of the plots being built against him by so-called friends. If Harry had, he clearly would have never come home, yet here he was. There was a part of him that still recognized Gwen as his childhood friend, as his first love. Even if love felt foreign to him now, Harry did not disregard it as a reason for her being here. She probably still felt something for him, like Mary Jane had. Harry hasn't forgotten her, either of them, but it was like his brain skipped over sentimentality. Beyond connection, memories. In too many ways, he was all act with very little program. His father has set the program. There was a detailed list of things to do, and speaking to Gwen Stacy was not one of them.]
I'm not screaming, I'm telling you to leave. [His voice was low like the wounded. He was fevered and flushed, but he did not feel sick. In the backs of his hands, up along the sides of his neck, and even along the crest of his jawline, his veins were visible. No protruding blue, rather a very wrong green. It seemed almost scabbed, like an infection automatically healing. Even his eyes burned different.]