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@PuerileAvocado
-college-- be quiet, someone's gonna hear you having sex with your pizza."

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@PuerileAvocado
-on his face.
"Okay, mercenary dude. How the hell do you know my name? You're gonna. What. My graduation? I'm going to-

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@PuerileAvocado
-carried him nonetheless.
Peter's eyes were wide, even if his brow was furrowed, probably creating a comical expression-

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@PuerileAvocado
-his phone because he was a goddamn mercenary.

"Wait...where are we going?" He asked, glancing around as his feet-

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@PuerileAvocado
God, this guy was an ass. And the moment Peter was shoved, the teen grumped all to hell and started walking, feeling for-

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@PuerileAvocado
-little...

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@PuerileAvocado
-in high school...was it the pizza?" He huffed, offering his...first smile of the night. It was a hint though. Just a-

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@PuerileAvocado
-knowing why the hell he was even giving information like this away.

"What the heck are you doing here? You're not-

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@PuerileAvocado
-here to take pictures for the school, homecoming and all. It's my last year, so...my aunt insisted." Peter shrugged, not-

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@PuerileAvocado
-his back, as if he had something to go and do right at that moment.

"Sounds...okay. Are you a surgeon? Nevermind. I'm-

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@PuerileAvocado
And now, they were talking about masturbation. Okay. Cool. Peter was already inching away with his hands folded behind-

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@PuerileAvocado
-been anyways? Two dollars isn't worth me eating someone's...blood, or whatever."

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@PuerileAvocado
-stand, right on top of the stranger's head.
"That's okay, knife man. You keep your pizza...where has that knife even-

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@PuerileAvocado
-what turned Peter away. He shook his head, letting loose a bitter chuckle and patted a paper plate, courtesy of the pizza-

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@PuerileAvocado
-like he was doing operation on it and sliced it clean.
Now sure, it looked nice and sharp. But was it clean? That was-

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@PuerileAvocado
Peter was baffled, to put that lightly. This flippin' dude pulled out a knife in a crowded area and held up the piece-

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@PuerileAvocado
-didn't involve pizza and the asshole that stole the last slice.
"You can't split a piece of /pizza./ You just can't."

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@PuerileAvocado
-definitely sassy high-schooler wanted that pizza, but he could settle for ice cream or some churros, something that-

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@PuerileAvocado
-only made him look slightly annoyed.
"You know what? You're right. Plenty of other food." Of course the moody,-

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@PuerileAvocado
"Only if /what/, that was /my/--" Peter started, his doe eyes narrowing in attempt to come off as intimidating, though it-