cadmean: (i. the false magician)
Peter. ([personal profile] cadmean) wrote in [community profile] munsters 2020-01-17 12:58 am (UTC)

[ Peter laughs at the first part, because ordinarily, he would do that, run off at the first opportunity, and he can't tell if Chris merely took his comment to be more time-relevant than he intended it or if Chris really knows him that well. Or is just has the weary experience of like, a dozen teenage werewolf types for what, three years now... yeah, that's probably it. Still funny, though, like the illusion of being known.

The other parts are equally amusing. Wear Argent's clothes, use Argent's shower. It should be inducing prickles of paranoia. Peter is young enough to be carefree, to want to see where the hell this could go, to find it secretly hysterical that there's any location at all to go to. He lets Chris pull him up, he sways briefly into him and then corrects his own balance, and. Isn't this all so nice. Yes, he's laughing again, because he's that awful combination of tired and wired that this lifestyle engenders. ]


Were you always this nice, Chris? Could we have been friends all this time?

[ The mockery is double-edged, because of course they couldn't have, and Peter is no friend to anyone, even in times of relative peace. But here they are, an unimaginable situation for him, a moment he'd like to stretch out beside and stare at unnervingly instead of what's actually happening, which is him shuffling after Chris to the bathroom while trying not to touch anything with his bloody hand. ]

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