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[nostalgiabomb]

[ INT. Shared Housing, Floor 13, Room 4 – Very Late Night.

We open on a shot of the living space in one of the many shared housing units. It's dark in the messy room, with a couple of red jackets tossed onto the backs of chairs. Nearby, soft snores are audible.

In frame is a small, wooden creature, his giant eyes squinting with concentration as he stares at the screen. An old, beat-up mp3 player and a Sony Walkman sit beside him on the coffee table. The little creature mumbles a tiny, irritated— ]

I am Groot?

[ —in the same tone of voice someone else might use to ask, “How the hell do you work this thing?” He pokes at the screen fruitlessly for a while, but soon enough, his eyes light up as he shoves his hand forward one last time.

Suddenly, “Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap” by the illustrious AC/DC shrieks over stereo speakers.

DONE. DIRT. CHEAP.

Sorry about your beauty sleep, Floor 13. And probably Floors 12 and 14.

The sapling yelps, scrambling and panicking to figure out how to stop this crazy thing, just as a sleep-tousled Star-Lord stumbles into frame, flicking on a light. Barely audible over the music, ]

Groot, what are you—?

[ Busted.

Peter picks up the device, sees that it’s recording, and he grimaces. ]

Oh, son of a—

[ Which is when the feed and the music both cut out. ]

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[heavenfell]

[The music choice is enough to overwhelm her frustration at being woken so...abruptly. Alexiel pushes back her hair and smirks faintly at the screen. Groot - is that his name? - is an interesting creature. Plus his mistake seems to be innocent.

No one will die today. At least by her hand.]

I have to wonder why that song was so easy for him to find?

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[nostalgiabomb]

[ The camera flicks on, revealing Peter, sitting in front of the coffee table with a pouting Groot at his elbow, sitting with his arms crossed on the tabletop. ]

I mean, I have my songs sorted by artist, and AC/DC is, you know. Pretty high up there.

[ —that's probably not what she meant in the slightest, and Peter knows it. He makes a habit of being difficult. ]

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[heavenfell]

[Poor little guy. Alexiel gives him a look of empathy before focusing on Peter.]

It is one of your songs, though. [Be difficult. She's still amused.] I haven't heard it since it came out in the seventies.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter gives a quick shrug. ]

It's pretty much a classic, right? Withstands the test of time, stuff like that.

[ It's one of the songs that came along with his Zune, and, much like the stranger, Peter hadn't heard it in decades before it had come up on shuffle. ]

Groot has decent taste. I'll give him that much.

[heavenfell]

The whole album is a classic. [She agrees, but there is mischief sparkling in her eyes.] Your music list must be extremely long if you acknowledge every classic.

[Does he give love a bad name too?]

He looks like he belongs in a forest; not a music hall.

[nostalgiabomb]

Not as long as I'd like, but about as long as I can handle.

[ Listen his Zune has 300 songs on it.

That's right. 300. Three-zero-zero. Triple digits!

Let that sink in.

And the comm device they had given him upon arriving on Riverview has a smattering of other songs suggested to him by others on the network. Plus, the portal had spit out his Walkman and his old tapes, so the way he sees it, he's sitting on a veritable treasure trove of songs.

His gaze flicks to Groot when she calls attention to him, and he presses his lips to a thin line. ]

I mean, you're not wrong, but the little guy's got some seriously sweet moves.