[GP] A New Month

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When Liz woke up in the morning, she didn't think anything of the fact that Peter wasn't beside her - he normally went to make muffins the mornings they spent the night tonight. Liz knew, too, that it was arrival day and she was scheduled to work so it made sense for the early morning. After she showered and dressed and Peter still hadn't come back, Liz had gone to the kitchens. Mary was doing some baking for the day and told her she hadn't seen Peter all morning. Bo was going through the stock under the bar - she also hadn't seen Peter. When Liz went to Peter's room and Alec confirmed that he wasn't there, she started to get worried. Instead of continuing her search, she went to the front desk.

"I'd like to find out what room Peter Parker is in." She took a deep breath and when the man behind the desk said there was no 'Peter Parker' staying at the inn, Liz's world world closed in around her. She stood there staring at the man blankly - she stood there for a while until Alec showed up and asked about Peter. Liz was pretty sure she shook her head, but she couldn't be sure. A few minutes later, Liz forced herself to move and find Ned.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on and Mary decided more baked goods would be better for today, again. It seemed like arrival day was turning into 'departure date' and that was troubling. Selfishly, of course, she made sure her boys were still here, including James, and even River. Once that was confirmed, she decided to take over most of Liz's duties today - she was going to be useless in her current state.

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Liz was thankful that Alec had offered to tell Annie - it probably wouldn't have gone great coming from her, not that it was going to go great either way. Ned had cried and hugged and wandered off to grieve and Liz was left wandering. She hadn't cried yet - she was still numb. Her mind kept coming back to the magic journal, thinking about Tony who was on his honeymoon. She couldn't tell him right now, could she? He'd have to know, but if Peter was gone, would taking his bliss away be helpful?

She walked around holding a small gift basket that was apparently for no one, occasionally stopping and turning to choose another direction, but she wasn't really choosing any specific place to go.

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Ned was on his sixth soda of the morning and thirteenth chocolate cookie. It was only 10:30 AM and Ned knew he should cut himself off, but it was hard when you just found out your friend disappeared from an alternate dimension hotel and went back to die. With that thought hitting him again, Ned reached for another cookie and started crying again - Ned was not too proud to hide his tears as he sat in the lobby eating his feelings.

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Alec told Annie, which went over just about as well as one could imagine. After that, he dealt with his feelings one of the two ways he knew how - with alcohol. Maybe as a homage he should have beat the crap out of the vending machine, but somehow he kept picturing Peter's look and headed for the bar instead. Good luck to any new arrivals today - Alec was so not in the mood.

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Leo was unaware of any drama. He had woken up early and found himself in the kitchen upgrading the fridge system. Did it need to be updated? Probably not, but if the fridge could get colder more efficiently, that would be good, right? Plus Leo always wanted one of those fridges that made ice and water so he was going to do that to this fridge.

As he worked on some of the tubing, his hand slipped and he got violently sprayed by water. "Ah!" He was drenched. He chuckled to himself. "Wherever you are Percy, thanks for that."

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Xavin set up the coffee cart as usual, and if she was a little more subdued than usual, well... it wasn't likely anyone would be able to tell from her expression itself. Fortunately or unfortunately, her whole body was a much more obvious sign of distress: she was using Karolina's shape for the first time in months.

Peter had been a friend. Not a close one, admittedly - Xavin had found, in fits and starts, that she wasn't good at close. She'd gotten a firm grasp of 'calm' and 'pleasant', and there were many at the Inn he would agree were friendly with her. But 'close'... no. Peter's disappearance was sad, certainly, but it was also a sort of shock: it reminded her that this was temporary.

Sooner or later, everyone would go 'back', including Xavin herself, and the place she would return to required her to be Karolina. Therefore, practice was required.