"We do not," Jessica confirmed, sitting down on the couch, since it seemed odd to just keep hovering where she was. "I couldn't- I figured if I wanted to be me and not him it'd be easier if I wasn't in the same place doing the same things. Plus, awkward."
To be fair, she thought maybe Peter found it more so than she did, and she'd taken great pleasure in making him uncomfortable in the past, but still, hanging out with him and his friends and being aware the whole time how they were his friends and not hers... it hadn't been appealing.
That had changed, obviously, with time, and she'd built independent connections. And then it had changd again here and she didn't know what it was. Maybe she should see how he was doing more often. He was kind of in a similar boat to her, here. Even if her connection to those old memories hadn't faded, there wasn't so much to remind her of that life.
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Date: 2014-07-29 09:00 am (UTC)To be fair, she thought maybe Peter found it more so than she did, and she'd taken great pleasure in making him uncomfortable in the past, but still, hanging out with him and his friends and being aware the whole time how they were his friends and not hers... it hadn't been appealing.
That had changed, obviously, with time, and she'd built independent connections. And then it had changd again here and she didn't know what it was. Maybe she should see how he was doing more often. He was kind of in a similar boat to her, here. Even if her connection to those old memories hadn't faded, there wasn't so much to remind her of that life.