007 Come to Spidey

[speterman]

[Handwriting is pretty shaky and ugly this time around.]

Do you think cats know they're cats? I wonder if animals are aware of what they are. Like us being aware we're humans. I'm pretty sure Pillow thinks she's human. What with her hogging the bed and laying her head on my pillow.

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[greenmoonrising]

Peter, what's wrong?

[speterman]

Nothing! Why would anything be wrong?

[He's writing fast and scribbly.]

[greenmoonrising]

You're writing like you're stressed out. Do I need to come down and get it out of you in person?

[speterman]

You'd be wasting your time. I'm just tired. Gee, I should stop writing and sleep.

[Do it Bruce.]

[action from here on]

[greenmoonrising]

[Sets down quill and journal before heading down to Pete's dorm.]

Hey, what's up?

[speterman]

I'll risk saying the ceiling.

[He looks up with a sweet smile.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Smiles wryly and just crosses his arms, ready to wait.]

[speterman]

[He shifts uncomfortably.]

Sleepy?

[greenmoonrising]

You're clearly not, no.

[speterman]

...Ill?

[greenmoonrising]

Peter.

[speterman]

Bruce? I don't know what you want me to say.

[greenmoonrising]

How about why you're acting off? Is something wrong?

[speterman]

No. All good over here. What makes you think something's wrong?

[greenmoonrising]

[Just. Stares. Unimpressed.]

[speterman]

No, seriously, what's giving it away?

[greenmoonrising]

Other than that just now?

[speterman]

Yeah?

[greenmoonrising]

Your handwriting's worse than ever. Usually that means you're under stress.

[speterman]

[He scratches his head before rolling his neck to pop it.]

Just a little homesick, I'll be fine.

[Shrugs]

[greenmoonrising]

[Eyes soften again.]

Oh. Maybe you should ask one of the professors about making a Floo-call home sometime?

[speterman]

[He stares quietly before finally looking away.]

I'll be fine. Hey..

[He stops not seeming to know how to formulate his next words.]

[greenmoonrising]

Hm?

[speterman]

[Don't mind him he's just going to flop face down onto his bed and talk into his pillow.]

Nothing. Forget it.

[greenmoonrising]

[Comes a little closer and hesitates before putting a hand on Pete's shoulder.]

Hey... you know if you need anything I'm right upstairs, even if it's just someone to talk to.