[Closed to Rocket] Rocket, man

[st_arkintern]

Peter Parker stood outside the door to his neighbors room, took a breath, and then knocked.

Alec's backpack was gone when he finally went back up to their room and Peter knew from their last fight exactly what that meant.

The only advantage he had over then was that now he had a neighbor. When Alec was angry, most of the time he made noise. If that was the case, Rocket might have seen something -- heard something that would give some idea where he had gone or when he had gone there.

And Peter knew Alec was angry. Alec was upset even before he said that really terrible thing. All Peter could hope for was that he could find him and apologize like he should have to begin with.

Peter attempts to pull together a smile before Rocket answers the door. If he answers the door.

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[st_ripetail]

Rocket had been curled up on his bed, drowsing, when the knock at the door sounded. He was instantly awake, because sleeping through sudden noises wasn't good for survival. Also not good for survival was answering a door without knowing who was there, so he dragged a chair over to the door so he could stand on it and look through the peephole. (On tiptoes, fucking humie furniture.)

Ah, the Peter kid. No threat, and he was favorably disposed to the kid as the base reason he had a new grudge project to enjoy. Rocket hopped off the chair and opened the door. "What's up, kid?"