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The smell of cologne has almost faded away from Juno’s apartment, his head has stopped pounding each time there is a source of light around, and he has just started to get used to his lack of depth perception after knocking his feet into furniture for days.
(or, what if Juno had Peter's comms number at the start of season 2?)
(This is a remaster of my previous fic '10 light-years apart' and my entry for the prompt Something old, something new)