blabbering | saltburnt

Have you sent any notes up the pneumatic tubes in the library yet?

[hold on, he's got to balance a box of bagels and his phone without dropping either. it's a delicate task, see, even with these reflexes.]

oh man did you read my mind??
because you won't believe what i just got
a whole dozen bagels!
ACTUAL bagels, like literally from utopia bagels
not even dunkin

[oop, swaying. give him another second.]

please tell me you're in your room right now
because i'm almost there
and i think if i have to go down another staircase i might drop something

Wait, you got real New York bagels? Through the pneumatic tube?

You didn't order them off a weird menu, did you?

Okay, I'm gonna stand in the hall with the door open so you don't drop any precious cargo.

[okay, since he's almost there, and gwen is the best girlfriend ever and she's going to hold the door open for him, he really doesn't have to say anything else over text; he's so close, he's just down the hall, honestly, and he's made it this far without dropping something! but. but.]

there's a menu????

[that was important enough to have the box go tipping. which sends him into a string of "nononononononono" before he sets everything right again.]

[ Standing out in the hall, Gwen hears him around the corner before she sees him; leaving her bedroom door ajar, she investigates the sounds of nearly-dropped-bagels. ]

Peter Parker.

[ Yes, she has important things to talk to him about, but for now Gwen can fondly watch him right the box and his phone, hands clasped behind her back. ]

You really asked the library for bagels.

[for a guy who's, at this point, pretty used to strange days, peter has had a strange day. there'd been bagels from a library, but then, you know, there'd also been bagels, real ones (he knows because he's already eaten one). on the other hand, he'd just been minding his own business going down the hall with said bagels when he'd been pointed at, and made some kind of example or something in the middle of an argument that lady he'd talked to on the network once was having with her — husband? fiancé? yeah, fiancé, that was it.

he feels kind of sorry for that guy, actually; she seemed pretty seriously mad.

anyway, long story short, he's here, and he's pretty much forgotten about anything except two things: one, the bagels, and two, gwen watching him like that.

as he comes closer, continuing to balance the box carefully, he's laughing.]

Yeah, c'mon, you've got a library that can get anything, who wouldn't ask it for bagels?

[with the balance achieved, he holds the box one-handed, and pockets his phone with the other.]

Koby — you talked to Koby, he said you did. Anyway, Koby said the library had a sense of humor, and I had to test it? Figured if it really wanted to mess with me, it would've gotten Dunkin, but —

[he holds up the box for gwen's closer inspection —]

As you can see, no Dunkin here. Genuine Utopia Bagels, straight from Queens.

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