Awesome. I have been meaning to watch Under The Red Hood so I hope you don’t mind if there’s a little animated thrown in there. I’m Izzy. Its good to meet you, Gwen. Thanks for indulging my insomniac habits.
It would be my greatest honor to watch Under the Red Hood with you, Izzy. It’s not a problem. I’ve been having trouble sleeping recently, too. A movie marathon sounds like just the cure.
Kira bounced around the corner and nearly dropped all of her books on the floor. Well, not nearly, she did. Because there, for the first time in a long time, was Gwen Stacy standing in front of her. ”Hi! I mean. Hi. Gwen, hi. I’m…hi. Hi.” She smiled awkwardly, biting her lip and rocking on her feet. She ducked her head. ”It’s been awhile.”
Gwen’s eyes grew wide at the shock that filled the room, radiating from the awkward girl with dark hair and a sweet smile. “Hi.” She giggled at the stammering before squeezing Kira’s hand, a hand Gwen had missed. “It’s been a long time…” It felt dumb to rephrase something so simple, but it felt like she had to say it, to accept it for herself. “I kind of really missed your face a little.”
"My dad is getting sick again…" Gwen mumbled as she tried to define the words that swept across the pages before her eyes. There were now even more things to worry about, school the least of them. "I’ll have to drop after school clubs, less time with friends. I’ll have to get a job and spend my weekends taking care of the house… Oh, I’m in trouble." Her voice was quiet, the library no place for her to have a break down even though it was happening. She packed up her books, slung her bag over her shoulder and proceeded to hurry from the library, a shoulder bumps someone else’s and a book about Mental Diseases falls from her collection in her arms. Gwen is already halfway to her car by the time she realizes she’d dropped it. Eight long strides and grateful look, her hands reach out to grasp the knowledge she wishes to know. "I-it’s for a class." She used to be a good liar but it was so hard to try to lie and keep from crying even more at the same time. It was happening all over again. Gwen was, by the simplest of terms, in the most terrifying truth, she was nervous. "Thank you." She mumbled.
When missing time with her friends it was always difficult to return to the stirring pot of teenage hormones and adolescent dreams. She’d realized that no one had needed her to go on, but couldn’t help but smile at how much things
and people had changed. All for the better, she decided to note. Though Gwen found a smile on her face as she met eyes with the person standing before her, she couldn’t help but feel the abandonment settling deep into her bones. “Hi,” Then a very brief pause followed before she found the courage to speak again, ”how are you?”
So anyone want to have an all night superhero marathon? I can’t sleep. Too much uh…Red Bull you know? Maybe go for a run? Just burn some energy.
I could be super into watching a superhero movie marathon.
I’m Gwen, you are?
Angel was looking over lesson plans, trying to decide how he was going to handle the next section when he heard the knock at the door. He looked up, smiling politely. “No, come in.” He leaned back and away from his work, looking at the blonde. “Is everything okay?”
Gwen took a deep breath before walking up to the front of his desk, her books carefully held in her arms with the warm eyes of the man looking up into her own, he knew secrets she’d never know. It took Gwen a moment to clear her throat before nodding. “Most things are okay, but not everything.” She laughed at her own attempt at a joke before setting down the books on the desk before her. “I was just wondering if you had any secrets as to how you manage to remember all of this.” Gwen’s eyes flicked from his to the books in front of her.
Gwen knocked on the door and hoped someone was there that was willing to let her in on the secrets to not failing. She wasn’t dim by any means but it was still nice to get pointers from someone who had already known the rules of the game. Two knocks and a small smile before she took a couple steps forward. “Hello, are you busy?”