[ At the sound of her voice, Peter looks up towards the crates, spotting a dark-haired, purple-clad girl perched at the very top. The dim light of the moon makes the moment feel ... kind of strange, like the other-worldly-ness is really emphasized now that he's here.
He tucks his phone into the front pocket of his jacket and shrugs a shoulder. His mouth twists into a crooked half-smile. ]
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[ At the sound of her voice, Peter looks up towards the crates, spotting a dark-haired, purple-clad girl perched at the very top. The dim light of the moon makes the moment feel ... kind of strange, like the other-worldly-ness is really emphasized now that he's here.
He tucks his phone into the front pocket of his jacket and shrugs a shoulder. His mouth twists into a crooked half-smile. ]
But tonight I'll - uh. I'll make an exception.