the bell above the café door gives a soft chime as peter steps inside, mostly looking for somewhere to warm up and grab a coffee.
his gaze wanders across the room... until it lands on her. he freezes. for just a second, the rest
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his expression softens, though the concern in his eyes appears almost immediately.
“of course, harry... always.”
he hesitated for a moment, uncertainty flickering across his face before he quietly added.
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