(Welp...12 is unlucky)

"Huh" i said staring at the direction she'd run off in.I sat in the same spot collecting rainwater on myself

(oof)

"You know, you should be sitting in the rain," Peter Quill says, walking over and draping his Starlord Jacket over you.

(You have earned a new Title: Trickster! YES! Took for-cookieing-ever)

(it's Quill not quin.Peter Quinn isn't a good person)


"I like the rain" i argured

(Thank you.)

"Well, how about 'I don't want you to catch a cold'" he said a bit jokingly.

You sneeze. Congrats, you have a cold.

"See?" he said.

(Who is Peter Quinn?)

(A six gave you a cold.)

(He's some dude who got arrested in a TV series)


"Whatever" i said pulling the jacket more on me.

He kneels down to your level. "I know a place that sells cold medicine. Want me to, uh, fetch you some?"

(Stop making him overly flirt, die.)

"I guess....but your just going to leave me here to get it?" i Asked

(HE HAS GAMORA DIE!but hey he ain't my crush)

"You can come with... if you dare!" he joked. "Yeah, you can come with."

I stood up slowly eyeing his gun holster.

"i'm not going to shoot," he said calmly. "If I wanted to, I would've joined the hunters."

(Note: You don't know who the hunters are.)