Peter finished unpacking and sat on his bed. "Harry you've gotta let me pay some of the rent."
"No can do. Dad bought this whole apartment for me, so what's the point?" Harry said.
"Right. Your dad." Peter said, sighing.
"Is this really all your stuff?" Harry said. "Not much."
"Don't need much." Peter said.
The doorbell rang. Who could that be?
"Oh here she is!" Harry said, his tone suddenly brighter.
In came Reiko, yanking Kuri by the sleeve. "I made her come too. Three's a crowd and all that."
Reiko ran over and kissed Harry. "It's good to see you, honey."
Peter blinked, processing. Reiko and Harry? She'd loved him forever; what made him finally figure it out? If there was hope for them then maybe...
He looked at Kuri. She looked back.
"Brought you something." Kuri said, and handed him a really nice camera.
Better than one he could afford.
Peter was speechless. It was beautiful, the best he could ask for. But...
"I can't accept this." Peter said, but his hands were literally sticking to the camera. He didn't want to let go.
"You already have." Kuri said. "Go catch that story, Peter."