Peter takes a slurp of his own milkshake through the straw too. He's missed things like this. Getting milkshakes with friends. Well, he'd have to have friends to do things like this, sure, but - even with his aunt and uncle. This doesn't exactly happen anymore.
"There'll be plenty of photographs in the papers soon enough anyway," he quips. "You think JJJ's gonna let this one slip under his slithery fingers? Nah."
Laura Kinney
The Facility created me to be a weapon. Killing was all I knew. I didn't know how to say "no." But if I ever did say no, they had a way to make me kill. A chemical trigger.
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Date: 2016-02-03 07:07 am (UTC)"There'll be plenty of photographs in the papers soon enough anyway," he quips. "You think JJJ's gonna let this one slip under his slithery fingers? Nah."