(backdated) A talk - Peter

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Liz hardly used to phone she got in Europe, but she did use it for pictures. She understood why comparatively her flip phone was not as good because you had access to all sorts of memories in one place. Currently she was sitting on her bed flipping through pictures of her and Peter I Europe and at the inn, resisting the urge to lean over and send him a message over the journal. When he was ready, he would come find her... right?

On the table was the drawing Piotr had made for her - she and Peter in New York looking happy and holding hands. It lay face up on the table as Liz hadn't decided to put it up yet or not. It was a complicated choice.

She sighed and flopped onto her back, looking up at the ceiling. Things always seemed so complicated.

Maybe she should go find Maria.

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[st_arkintern]

That had been one of the things that Peter had been wondering about. Her seeing parts of his life seemed like something that was just for them, even though she had it with Max before him. It didn't feel right to be possessive of someone else like that, and so Peter tried to ignore it because he didn't want to be that kind of guy.

Still, he felt relived knowing she didn't see anything anyway.

"Yeah... the problems probably only get bigger from here." That wasn't a very comforting thought, but... "I guess that because we handled this, future things won't seem as big of a deal as if we hadn't."

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She went up on her elbows to look at him. There was a slight smile on her lips and playful mischief in her eyes. "You mean like when girls start getting tattoos of Spider-Man on their body and want your sign on their body?"

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Peter grows red. "I hope not," he says, thinking vaguely of that time that Liz and her friends played Fuck/Marry/Kill in the gym together. At least if someone was approaching him asking for a signature, he'd probably have a mask on, so no one would be able to see precisely how embarrassed he was.

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Liz always thought Peter looked cute when he blushed. Her smile warmed. "Well, I wouldn't blame them. If I wanted to get a tattoo, getting the little spider symbol would be what I chose. Somewhere small where only you knew about though." She paused. "Like the bottom of my foot or something."

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"It'd still be embarrassing," Peter admits. "But it'd be less embarrassing if it were you."

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Lucky for Peter, Liz wasn't sure she'd ever be decisive enough to pick a final design or a location so the probability of a tattoo was low.

She sat up and then hopped off the bed, reaching for Peter's hand. "Let's go have dinner together and then we can come back and watch a movie of your choice. Okay?"

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Peter nods. "Okay."

He clasps Liz's hands in her own and leads her to the door. Right before he opens it, he gives her a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Airbud okay?" he asks, and he steps through the door.

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She smiled and nodded. "Airbud sounds great." Even if they could probably re-enact the whole thing from start to finish by heart.