#abyssmade

            “So now what? I mean, we save Gabbi - or try - and then what are we gonna do? Everything was all about finding this place and it’s.. nothing.”

         ❛    why   are   you   lookin’   at   me   like   that  ?    you’re always givin’ me the STINK EYE . ❜ complaint rang fresh within the confines of the milano ; -------- it rang true, however . nebula was INFAMOUS for her less than calm and peaceful presence, and peter was going to chastise gamora later for leaving him alone with her. what were they supposed to talk about? // @abyssmade .

“Hold on, I’m trying to find the light switch.” He replies, hand feeling along the wall for said switch. 

The blonde sighs, fingertip tracing the rim of her mug. “No. What’s keeping you up?” She asks her.

“Yeah, yeah, that’s what they all say.” Peter grumbled as he worked on cleaning up the other male’s injury. He wouldn’t admit that he was pouting just a bit at the events that happened, Peter Bishop doesn’t pout. He just can’t help himself, he gets worried if someone gets hurt on the job. He fished into the first aid kit for the bandages, applying them, then he frowned a little. “Please be careful next time.” He murmured softly, knowing his wishes were a little implausible. This job came with far too many risks, he was surprised the injury wasn’t far worse.