this-city-is-a-symphony
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Peter got the feeling he was being watched.
So maybe he’d decided to stop by the mansion for a bit. And maybe he had a few bruises and cuts (that were quickly healing) from where he might or might not have gotten caught up in a protest in the city, but it was nothing serious and he’d just wanted somewhere to kip for a bit. So naturally he’d slipped into the X-Mansion and dropped down onto the sofa. Except now there was daylight forcing its way through his eyelids, and the definite feeling of eyes on him. Cracking one open, he frowned a little.
“Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s rude to stare, kid?”
















