text; un: gamora

[godslay]

A Public Service Announcement:

Star-Lord is the handsomest, funniest, most modest guy around with the sweetest singing voice and the sickest dance moves. It’s an absolute privilege and delight to call him a friend. My days are enriched for knowing him and fuller for speaking with him.

Everyone adores him. They think he’s a righteous dude.





P.S. – Gamora, you shouldn’t leave your comm lying around unlocked. xoxo Star-Lord

Comments

[kaleorbekaled]

Oh, that one actually makes sense.

[She's mildly surprised and amused.]

[nostalgiabomb]

—Wait, seriously? You're on board with that one?

[kaleorbekaled]

Well, if it's disgusting, you might be nauseous and might want to vomit, right? So if you used something to gag yourself with, maybe you'd get it all out.

[There's a sound of awkward fidgeting in the background. Did she overexplain herself?]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ There's a bit of a pause before Peter laughs a little. ]

Yeah, I guess that's fair. Mostly, the mental image of having to jam a spoon down your throat has always been super weird to me. Like, what if you end up choking on that thing instead?

[kaleorbekaled]

[Kale considers that.]

That would be a really embarrassing way to die.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Okay, Peter is definitely barking out a laugh, now. ]

Right? Man, that'd be awful.

[kaleorbekaled]

I think my soul would die of embarrassment in the afterlife.

[nostalgiabomb]

Yeah, I wouldn't blame you.

It'd be like, "So how'd you die?"

"Oh, I died of smoke inhalation after rescuing five kittens from a burning building. What about you?"

"Oh, I died of natural causes, surrounded by my loved ones. And what about you?"

"... Choked on a spoon."

Eesh.