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[peter was craving pizza. he had woken from his werewolf-induced nap, somewhat stomach rumbling for grease and cheese. the pizza shop in hemlock grove -- well, the one he liked, anyway -- was pretty good, if not some of the best he's had. though, it didn't compare to a little shop in new york he used to go to with his mom. his hair is pulled back in a messy, short ponytail, and as usual the people around him are making hushed conversations about him.
that's normal.
he sweet-talks the woman behind the register to ease up on the price and orders a large cheese pizza with two drinks: one coke, one water. as he's bringing the pizza to a booth, the bell signalling another customer rings. he sniffs the air.
she smells different.
peter doesn't recognize the girl that comes into the shop. he's never seen her before in his life. so, naturally, he watches her like a hawk. not in an intimidating way, in a curious way. he takes his first bite of pizza and murmurs his thanks as his mouth is full.]
[the heat usually never really gets to him, or rather, peter doesn't let it get to him. it's warm and that's how it's supposed to be, so let it be. it's an early, mid-summer morning where the air is thick and the heat is overpowering. the moon can still be seen. peter has just wandered out of the woods nearby the godfrey residence. he's a little dirty, who wouldn't be? but he's watching, waiting for something. or someone. he's exhausted and aching but he's out for a reason, only wearing the pants he left for himself nearby because he knew that he would come here.
he blinks up towards the house, a large and overpowering residence that sunk its teeth into every bit of hemlock grove it could get a hold of. everything, everyone in that house is alive with a certain darkness peter had been warned to keep away from. a funny bond between him and the upir had been made and that was the end of that. not funny in a ha-ha way, but funny in the curious way, in the way that made someone's hair rise up on the back of their neck because they're not sure what's going to happen next, and that gave them a thrill.
or maybe it's just because peter has never had a real friend before and roman served to be an egotistical brat that didn't ever have to listen to the answer no.]
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( have alice from wonderland (kinda) )
yessss i hope this is okay qurl
that's normal.
he sweet-talks the woman behind the register to ease up on the price and orders a large cheese pizza with two drinks: one coke, one water. as he's bringing the pizza to a booth, the bell signalling another customer rings. he sniffs the air.
she smells different.
peter doesn't recognize the girl that comes into the shop. he's never seen her before in his life. so, naturally, he watches her like a hawk. not in an intimidating way, in a curious way. he takes his first bite of pizza and murmurs his thanks as his mouth is full.]
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he blinks up towards the house, a large and overpowering residence that sunk its teeth into every bit of hemlock grove it could get a hold of. everything, everyone in that house is alive with a certain darkness peter had been warned to keep away from. a funny bond between him and the upir had been made and that was the end of that. not funny in a ha-ha way, but funny in the curious way, in the way that made someone's hair rise up on the back of their neck because they're not sure what's going to happen next, and that gave them a thrill.
or maybe it's just because peter has never had a real friend before and roman served to be an egotistical brat that didn't ever have to listen to the answer no.]