Rooms

[She's been gone since Gwen's death, but since her return, the apartment has filled up with muffins. So many muffins.

The baker of said muffins is no where to be found, however, though Gwen's room shows signs of someone having spent the night in there.]

[After an enlightening conversation with Bruce, in which he's been informed nobody knows where Carnage is.]

So Stark Tower is half gone, a bunch of people are dead, and Carnage got away. Am I summing things up alright? Go team.

[Private to Jason T, Harry O, Mary Jane W, Hels, Cindy M, Steve R. Separately.]

Gwen's dead.

Well, that was appropriately awkward.

And embarrassing.

Anyone in Marvel have a hole I can crawl into and hide for the near (and possibly distant) future?

[There's a basket of muffins left on the counter Thursday morning. Poppyseed, Blueberry, and of course - Chocolate. There's a note laying on the counter beneath the basket.]

I promise these don't bite.

Happy Thursday!

-C

Mouldering.

I can't say that's a word heard very often.

[Peter & Gwen group lock]
[While staying up with Gwen as she does nerd science shit.]

Carnage took my ability to track it. We're going to have to figure out a way to lure it someplace. Pete, have you been able to sense it at all?

[Cindy M]
[Pos-it left on her stuff:]

yo roomie hit me up on the journals: flash t.

[Steve R]

Can I get some advice?

[As Cindy M]

I hope I didn't miss the welcoming basket. Muffins. Wine. Maybe some cheese. Yeah, that woulda been nice.