Peter had entered Victoria Lane even though it was a bit late. Sometimes it seemed like the place that never slept. He walked past the crowds to people standing or sitting or dancing about. He received a drive by hug from Kat, but he had a particular destination in mind. And when he reached the top of the stairs, he could already feel his 'destination' quite potently. She was angry and it was simmering, ready to boil.
( Demon Homeboy )
( Demon Homeboy )