NYC, Sunday Evening

[psychic_wonder]

Sam hadn't been lying when he'd told Peter that his potential apartment wouldn't be too hard to protect, and once the place was officially Peter's, Sam hadn't wasted a lot of time in getting things ready. Still, putting down salt and sigils in an entire apartment took some time, so Sam had sent Peter to get dinner and dessert while he worked. By the time he was done and putting his supplies away, he was definitely ready for food.

[For someone who lives in New York! NFB due to distance.]