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peter had never been so out of his element. even fighting criminals seemed to feel a lot more natural than where he found himself sitting in the far corner of a bar, colourful glass held between both his hands as his knee bounced up and down in the almost hidden booth.
he had been waiting a little over half an hour, purely because he always found himself arriving annoyingly early to everything, and admittedly had been nursing his drink for just as long. his eyes darted toward the other patrons and his jaw was clenched tight...boy was he out of his depth and in desperate need of any kind of distraction. peter found himself finding the distraction via his phone; his head soon ducked down and his attention on the cracked screen as he waited for the other.