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You're going to be adopted!
Maybe that was supposed to be a good thing. Music to his ears or something along those lines. However, the sixteen year old orphan felt nothing but bitterness and unwilling anger. He didn't want to be taken in by someone, not anymore. He no longer desired to be apart of a family.
Yet here he was, driving into the driveway of a rather elegant looking house of his apparent new parent. The boy rolled his eyes, making no movement to get out of the car. Even when the man had came out of his house, Peter didn't even look at him, he remained grimacing in the back, his arms crossed and his lips formed a pout.
As the door opened, emerald eyes shifted to glare at who opened the door. "...So you're my new 'daddy'." He scoffed, getting out of the car on his own.











