[Closed to Quill] The physics is theoretical, but the fun is real.

[st_arkintern]

Peter Parker is sitting in the cafe, a textbook sprawled out on one side of the table, a graphing notebook filled with complicated-looking equations and the corresponding math on the other. Today's self-chosen subject of study? Lagrangian mechanics.

Peter idly taps his pencil near the bottom of the page and lets his chin sink into the palm of his free hand. If he keeps looking at this, he thinks he's going to lose his mind. He's been trying to figure out this answer for fifteen minutes now, and he's pretty sure that he's made a mistake somewhere, but he can't find where.

Peter folds his arms against the table then lays his forehead against them with an audible groan. Truly, it is a groan of despair.

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[st_arlord]

Quill was on a mission for food in his belly, but he also was on a mission to complete level three of Super Mario Land on the Gameboy he took out from the library.

"Dude, come on" He said with a sigh as he died and would have to start from the beginning again.

He groaned and was about to start again when he saw Peter sitting at the table. Quill's nose suddenly ached. He rubbed his nose and headed over.

"Looks like you're in some major crisis right now," He said as he sat down across from Peter, turning the chair so he was sitting backwards on it and leaning on its back.