Peter's apt, NYC, Saturday evening
Peter's mind had been reeling since his conversation with Nathan. He had to do something, he had to do it without asking Nathan for help, and he knew from his dreams that he had to do it soon.
But that didn't mean he was going to do it without help.
Isabel had been leaving him messages all week. Peter finally took the time to call her back. Figuring that in person was better than over the phone, he asked her if it was possible for her to get there as soon as she could.
Luckily for him she'd said yes.
[ooc: for ze alien]
But that didn't mean he was going to do it without help.
Isabel had been leaving him messages all week. Peter finally took the time to call her back. Figuring that in person was better than over the phone, he asked her if it was possible for her to get there as soon as she could.
Luckily for him she'd said yes.
[ooc: for ze alien]