|| if you are unfollowing me cuz you disagree with me, then you dont understand how poorly Disney has handled this situation.

Nebula twists her wrist in a unnatural position, then readjusts it back into place.

|| ...rusty... I mean I'm rusty, not Nebula. Ha.

"Finally. An achievement that I support."

"Chaos is a promise."

"Idiots..."

"... What?"

"Ugh."

"Peachy. How's your girlfriend?" Nebula hides her snickering.

Snorts. "Attack?"

Is he honestly going to ask her this? She remains silent and expressionless.

Nebula bites into a Yaro Root fruit, only to spit it out two seconds later. "It's not ripe."

"... and you're insane." Her tone with a hint of musical melody but she clearly was teasing him. She was out of the room before he'd even get the chance to argue.

Nebula opens a port on her wrist and recharges her writer's phone with it.

"... idiots."

"Why would anyone want to bang him?"

Shit. One point for Ayesha. Nebula isn't going to even bother. "Disgusting."

# GuardiansOfTheGalaxy A. Peter Quill B. Serious Writer C. Detailed Writing D. Seeking SLs/Banters E. Is Both C & D ( Just ignore B ) "Listen. Life does give us a chance to give a shit." ↳ SO RETWEET.