Festive Mood [Open]
@extramacabre
After having found out Meredith decided to auction him off, Peter did the mature and most logical thing: he signed her ass up and went to get ready to look his best. With any luck, he’d find a promising Beta by the end of the night. Arriving early so he could take advantage of the food before having his ego stroked. For a man who’d been burned alive and in a coma for six years, his first weeks back among the living were pretty great.
Of course, he was also very interested and curious about this Fellowship of the Sun. Sensing someone nearby, the werewolf pointed at the large platter beside him. “Want some? Fresh off the fryer.”













