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[vivicidal]

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[vivicidal]

[ The drag of her nails ignites an electric sensation, prickling heat at his skin, pulling hot breath that ghosts against her neck. His fingers press in, pulling her closer. The struggle... absolutely mutual.

He chuckles a little breathlessly and nods in agreement. ]

Pay for our food, go somewhere more private. [ The end of that sentence was 'to talk' but he purposely leaves it out. It's still a possibility, but who knows. ] Give me a five-minute headstart.

[ With that, he slips his arm out from under hers and returns to their booth to pay and wait. ]

[some_kinda_hero]

Five minutes. Right.

[ Even if the lack of Peter's presence, his heat, leaves a shock to her body. Totally doable.

Until Claire checks how long it's been, because surely it's been long enough?, only to see that barely a minute has since passed. She passes the time on Pinterest, glancing at Twitch, checking her looks again, and when it seems safe enough, the blonde at last exists both restroom and restaurant. She texts whilst walking to her orange Subaru. ]

Where?

[vivicidal]

[ He waits at the side of the building, leaning against the wall, flipping his phone in his hand, and watching the few people that come and go from the restaurant.

It's at the same moment that she sends the text when he notices her, he only glances at the message as he jogs up behind her. ]

Arlo.

[some_kinda_hero]

[ She gasps sharply while clutching at her chest, following it with a harsh 'Jesus' until Claire realizes it's only Peter, it's safe. She groans and swats at him, cheeks turning rose with embarrassment. ]

You scared me, I thought I was meeting you somewhere!

[ Her assumption being he'd turn invisible and fly or something. She breaths out the mini burst of adrenaline. ]

Well, are we riding separately or...?

[vivicidal]

[ Peter can't help the amused smile that spreads across his lips, he does what he can to suppress it into a tight line, however, it's still quite evident in the way his eyes crinkle. ]

You expected me to just leave you here?

[ He shakes his head lightly, then glances around, up and down the streets. ]

What do you want to do? I can meet you there if that's what you want...

[some_kinda_hero]

Well, yeah? I guess? I dunno, I thought you'd, like, go ghost and fly or something.

[ She shifts from one foot to the other sheepishly. ]

You're already here, just drive with me. But - [ hands him the keys with a small smile as the embarrassment subsides ] - with you behind the wheel instead.