study buddies——VOL i
O16. gummy bear breakfast
i'm kinda ATTRACTED to you right now !!!
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. . . outgoing call —
( to charlotte's web! )
call answered!
connecting . . .
PETER: hey, roro!
ROSIE: talk to me.
PETER: hold on a minute, you're not gonna attack me for calling you roro? kind of shocked.
ROSIE: i— just— um, i don't know.
PETER: ...are you good?
ROSIE: just... talk to me.
PETER: [laughing] i mean, that's kind of why i answered the call, right?
ROSIE: pete, i'm serious. i need you to talk to me.
PETER: woah, hey, you okay?
ROSIE: yes... no... maybe? i don't know. i'm not feeling too great right now.
PETER: are you sick?
ROSIE: physically? yes. emotionally? ...also yes.
PETER: would you care to elaborate?
ROSIE: i'm just... stressed. very stressed. so stressed that i feel like i'm going to throw up the gummy bears i had for breakfast.
PETER: rosie—
ROSIE: and yes, i know, gummy bears aren't a good breakfast, you've told me so a million and one times. but it's kind of my comfort food, and i really need comfort right now—
PETER: rosie—
ROSIE: —and maybe a distraction? because i'm freaking out and i desperately need someone to talk to or else i might die of pent up frustration. i looked it up on web md and they said it's possible!
PETER: rosie—
ROSIE: so, yes, a distraction would be lovely! but finn's still asleep and indy's at a lecture and sel is meeting with her family and i—
PETER: rosie!
ROSIE: what? oh, fuck, i'm rambling aren't i?
PETER: a little bit, yeah [laughs]. i think you should definitely take a deep breath, and a second to relax.
ROSIE: i don't need a second to relax. i... i just need to hear a friend's voice. your voice.
PETER: what's wrong, rosie?
ROSIE: okay, let me just say, for the record, that there's a slight chance that this may be, hypothetically, slightly dramatic. hypothetically.
PETER: you? being dramatic? never!
ROSIE: [mockingly] you, being dramatic? never!
PETER: rude.
ROSIE: yeah bitch, that's my middle name!
PETER: rosie...
ROSIE: what?
PETER: what's wrong?
ROSIE: oh, right. [sighs] well, exam results are gonna be posted any minute.
PETER: oh..
ROSIE: yeah... uh, i've been refreshing my email, like, every two minutes for the last hour and a half. i got zero sleep last night, and i'm basically running on a bazillion cups of coffee.
PETER: rosie—
ROSIE: if you're gonna tell me that's not healthy, i already know. i'm just a dumb bitch, and a dumb bitch does what a dumb bitch does! get used to it.
PETER: i wasn't gonna say that. i—
ROSIE: and if you're gonna tell me not to stress over it, save your breath. that's like telling indy to stop inventing things nobody wants or cares about. pointless.
PETER: wasn't gonna say that, either. why would i tell you not to be stressed? you have every right to be, and me telling you not to won't change anything.
ROSIE: oh my god, you're one of the first people to ever grasp that concept. i'm kinda attracted to you right now.
PETER: oh my god, i have to tell mj about this!
ROSIE: never mind, you ruined it. you're a loser and i hate you.
PETER: status update: feeling crushed. deeply contemplating hanging up on you now.
ROSIE: no, please don't, i'm sorry! i was kidding. you're my man crush monday!
PETER: it's wednesday.
ROSIE: fine, you're my woman crush wednesday then.
PETER: how is that better?
ROSIE: please don't hang up...
PETER: hey, i was kidding too, okay? i would never hang up on you.
ROSIE: [softly] thanks, pete.
PETER: you're welcome, rosie.
ROSIE: god, my laptop is literally dying. can i please just get this fucking email already!
PETER: why don't you take a break?
ROSIE: i think the fuck not, you trick ass bitch!
PETER: just thirty minutes! get some food — some real food, not gummy bears — and take a few minutes to just... breathe.
ROSIE: my brain knows you're right, but my overwhelming anxiety is telling me to tell you to screw off and ignore your advice.
PETER: rosie.
ROSIE: fine! let me just refresh one more time...
PETER: are you serious? you can't—
ROSIE: [screams].
PETER: how much do you think new eardrums cost? mine are completely shattered now.
ROSIE: sorry, it's just... the email is here!
PETER: open it!
ROSIE: what if i got a bad grade? promise me you won't judge me.
PETER: of course i won't.
ROSIE: okay... here goes.
PETER: fingers crossed!
ROSIE: [quietly reading aloud].
PETER: well?
ROSIE: well... it's not good...
PETER: oh... i'm so sorry, rosie. just remember you did your best, and—
ROSIE: —because it's great! ya girl got an 'A' minus!
PETER: oh my gosh, i'm so proud of you! i knew you could do it!
ROSIE: thanks to you, dummy!
PETER: okay, first of all, rude. second of all; i may have helped, but you aced this test. you are so smart, and this just proves it even more. this was all you, roro.
ROSIE: [laughs nervously] thank you...
PETER: are you okay?
ROSIE: yeah, it's just...
PETER: yeah?
ROSIE: ...never mind. it's not important.
PETER: [sadly] oh...
ROSIE: okay, well, i'm gonna facetime pepper and tony and tell them the good news!! thank you so much, pete.
PETER: [quietly] anything for you.
author's note: nothing but love for these hets who aren't actually hets because they're a bi power couple!!! 💓✨✌🏼💋