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Sep. 15th, 2014 09:35 pmLondon was kind of amazing. It was expensive, but it was amazing. He and Gwen had a flat that was tiny even by NYC standards, but it was blocks from Oxford and it belonged to them. Gwen had dived head first into the program at Oxford like she'd been born to it. Peter had applied to the University of London for the fall semester and filled out forms for a dozen different scholarships, but he'd yet to hear back. While school was currently an up-in-the-air situation for him, he'd been lucky that work wasn't. It turned out that tabloids and newspapers needed photographs taken all over the world. He'd also put some fliers up offering to take wedding photos as well. So far, it was enough to get by.
Another universal, as he'd suspected, was crime. The nice thing about crime in London was that none of the criminals had guns. They also didn't seem to be rejects from Oscorp's test labs. That was a pleasant (and safe) change. He knew that it might always be the status quo, but for the moment, he was going to enjoy it.
It was late at night when Peter finished up patrol. He changed out of his suit in a 'loo' then dashed by the grocer to grab some milk and some of the chocolate dipped biscuits that Gwen loved. With those both snugly in his backpack, he rode the tube back to their apartment and took the stairs to their floor. He was learning to appreciate the normalcy that this place afforded the both of them. After nearly losing her in New York City, he'd take all the normalcy he could get as long as one Gwen Stacy was included in that normalcy. He unlocked the door and shouldered his way inside.
"I'm home!" he said it a bit quieter than usual just in case Gwen had fallen asleep over her homework. Again.
Another universal, as he'd suspected, was crime. The nice thing about crime in London was that none of the criminals had guns. They also didn't seem to be rejects from Oscorp's test labs. That was a pleasant (and safe) change. He knew that it might always be the status quo, but for the moment, he was going to enjoy it.
It was late at night when Peter finished up patrol. He changed out of his suit in a 'loo' then dashed by the grocer to grab some milk and some of the chocolate dipped biscuits that Gwen loved. With those both snugly in his backpack, he rode the tube back to their apartment and took the stairs to their floor. He was learning to appreciate the normalcy that this place afforded the both of them. After nearly losing her in New York City, he'd take all the normalcy he could get as long as one Gwen Stacy was included in that normalcy. He unlocked the door and shouldered his way inside.
"I'm home!" he said it a bit quieter than usual just in case Gwen had fallen asleep over her homework. Again.
