Alpha Peter (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pbandparker) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} snapthread, |
He laughed when she compared it to an addiction and shrugged, "Well as long as you can make peace with your weirdness I guess it's not that much of a problem." He teased, but as far as addictions went corn dogs weren't all that bad and if they worked for Gwen well who was he to try and deny her.
Peter didn't think he'd ever get used to the multiverse, sure they were here in it, the proof of it right before him but knowing there was other versions of MJ out there, younger, in bands, but still sounding like his MJ well that was something that was a little more difficult for him to wrap his mind around. "I keep wondering the same thing," Not that he had people wondering about where he was all the time the way Gwen would, but you know maybe someone would notice. His land lord at least, shit he had definitely lost his lease at this point.
"This is a record for me too, I don't know what's going to happen when we get back," He sighed that was a scary thought, and the longer they were here the scarier it got. What would he tell MJ? Would she even have noticed? He hoped maybe she would, surely she'd realize he'd stopped calling her and then hanging up halfway through, that wouldn't go unnoticed, would it? God he needed another drink.
"I'm kind of hoping that we all get spit back out again where we left off." He didn't know how that would work really, but the idea was kind of nice, and it'd help smooth things over a lot better if that ended up being the case.