#ofstarlcrd

Gamora: Did you REALLY SAVE YOUR NAME IN THIS STUPID THING WITH A STAR ON IT

Gamora: I'm kicking you off your ship and flying away without you.

Groot freezes when he realizes who it is that has come into his shop. Peter. The sight of him causes a flood of emotions that has Groot rooted to the spot. Happiness. Shame. Sorrow. Excitement. It’s all a little overwhelming.

When he finally does move, he rushes forward. Hands wrap around Peter’s shoulders to pull him up off his feet and hold him in the air. A wide smile stretches across his face - the joy at seeing his friend again obvious - before he pulls Peter in to hug him against his chest.

When Gamora enters the ship, she doesn’t expect to hear someone at the controls, going through the steps to start up the ship, searching for coordinates. And they’re talking to themselves - the voice is familiar, most likely too familiar by now. Wherever Peter’s planning on going, considering the news Gamora just heard, it can’t be good.

She makes it back safely enough, her cheeks a little darker in hue than usual, and it takes her a little longer to find her way inside than it normally would - Rocket probably moved the controls to the entrance, that damn asshole, always trying to mess with her. Everything has a strange, warm glow through her eyes, an uncharacteristic grin on her face as she heads inside to find Peter still awake. “Aw, did you wait up for me?” She laughs as she leans against the wall of the ship, leaning down to pull her boots off and barely managing to catch herself with a surprised whoops! “You know I can take care of myself, Star-boy.”