#osheir

"  so ...  i might’ve screwed up. ”  you’re not sure how to word it —  it’s a bit of a long story in itself, but not long enough that it doesn’t make any sense.  “ i —  y’think i could couch surf for the night? ”  with all that you do around the city, it’s difficult to keep up with your finances.  between student loans, rent, and other basic living expenses, there’s not much money to your name.  to you, money is the last thing to orbit around your universe —  far and long off of your mind, often pushed aside and forgotten despite the importance that it still plays in your life.

and you say for the night, but you don’t really know how long this’ll last.  but it’s fine :  you’ve got your suit.  holding up your alter - ego, or whatever it is people want to call it, gets a little difficult during times like these where y’dont have your own privacy.  but it’s fine.  you’ve slept on rooftops before, in the summer heat and the midwinter cold, know what it’s like to lay on concrete for an entire night, only to wake up with a crick in your neck and feeling as unrested as you did before you even fell asleep.  you’ll resort to that if you have to, after you’ve exhausted the rest of your options.

        she  shifts  in  her  spot  to  face  him,  trying  her  best  not  to  let  her  sympathy  crossover  to  pity.   mj  was  sure  he  had  dozens  of  doctors  and  nurses  tending  to  him  while  he  was  sick,  but  they  were  doing  their  job.   caring,  human  touch  was  different  from  a  professional,  payed-by-the-hour  one.   ❛    you’ll  get  used  to  it  again  in  time.    ❜   at  that  she  slips  her  hand  into  his,  giving  it  a  gentle  squeeze.   ❛    it’s  gonna  be  okay,  harry.    ❜

   NOTHING LIKE THE SIGHT OF A TERRIBLE PERSON TO WORSEN ONE’S MORNING. Dredging up all of her collective maturity at the sight of Osborn Senior, she does her very best to not be... too vocal about her distaste. Compounded by concern for Junior over there, her efforts at suppression? Not entirely successful. 

   “I feel like I should have permission to kick him.” Statement, && a fact rolled into one. Voiced into the quiet air between the two, her thoughts too loud in her mind to be quieted for long. “Just once,” come the light words, just once echoes her thoughts.

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+ It had been a long day. Certainly after the chaos and stress-inducing week that was finals week, there had to be some measure of relief between the three of them…right ? Looking over at Harry, MJ smiled, carefully pushing a bookmark into the page she’d just finished before pushing it closed. “ Feeling alright there, Harry ? “ She mumbled, barely able to suppress a yawn in the process.