Date: 2014-07-19 12:57 am (UTC)
velveteenwolf: (When You Need Me Too Much)
The fuck do I know? Could be one of those high-brow places with everything in French or some shit.

[Places heard about more than seen.

Peter lights his cigarette and then slips into the passenger seat, inhaling deeply before offering a breath to the boy beside him as the Jaguar's engine purrs to life and Peter leans back in the seat. Not that he's big on material possessions... but man, this car.]


I suppose I'll give it a try.

[As if there was any question about it. He was already caught up in this.]
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