Peter was chewing at a loose piece of skin on his little finger which probably didn't make him appear all that brilliant, but he wasn't concerned with how he looked at the moment. Not that he ever was... He was far too preoccupied thinking about the girl he had seen in the park yesterday, Naja. He knew she needed his help. He'd been dreaming of her off and on for over a year now. He felt he knew her well, and yet she knew nothing of him. He'd never experienced anything quite like it before. He had dreamed of Deirdre for a few weeks before she came to him. And it was similar with the other demons and now angels he had gone to try and help, with the exception of Darren, who he'd been called in to help. He had never had visions of someone for over a year with no evidence of how to help, and then randomly run into them during a stroll in the park.
( Where you belong )
( Where you belong )