you, peter, rocket, groot and drax had just escaped prison and were now waiting for peters ship to be fixed while on a random planet. rocket, groot and drax were in the club, but you and peter were on the balcony together waiting for the merchant to finish examining his orb.

the galaxy was visible from the balcony and you glance over at peter, holding the thing he had to get before he escaped prison.

"whyd you risk your life to get that?" you ask in confusion.

peter looks down at the casette tape and clicks it on to play softly. "my mother gave it to me. she shared all the songs we listened to when i was growing up. i had it with me when i was..the day that she.." he trails off. "when i left earth."

"what do you do with it?" you tilt your head.

"do? nothing." he says. "you listen to it. or you can dance."

"im a warrior" you say coldly. "i dont dance."

"really?" he scoffs with a smirk and puts the headphones over your ears and turns the volume up.