[Leo gets a thumbs up emoji in response to their text conversation.
By the time Leo arrives, Peter seems to be waiting by the door of the would be pizzeria for the other teenager. Peter visibly perks up, opening the glass door to peek out.] Hey, Leo!
They're almost done. I'm pretty sure we're the only ones really ordering anything right now. [Its late and Gloucester is definitely not New York.]
I can't really blame them, given, y'know. [Peter is trying for discreet whilst speaking to a giant turtle. What is his life.] Hopefully we'll be able to get back without any real problems.
I can handle any math or science things, but, I'd also like to not deal with y'know, a horse. [He drops his voice on the word horse a little awkwardly.]
I just want to hang out and eat pizza. That's all I really want.
Right- uh, sorry- [Peter is quick to open the door completely so Leo can duck in with 90% less chance of horse attack.
The pizza place is definitely a hole in the wall level of place. There isn't much in the way of classic seating, just chairs and stools tucked haphazardly under them. The woman behind the counter is on her phone unfocused on either teenager at this point.]
I found a table that was a little less sticky than the other ones. [Peter offers motioning for Leo to walk with him further away from the windows of the store front.]
[FOLLOWING and trying to keep his hood pulled down as much as he can. He probably looks sus as hell outside of New York, but it's the best he can do here.]
[Both of them hustling towards a table out of sight likely doesn't help the suspicion level, but there isn't much they can do. The walk to the table isn't long given how small the place is.
Peter nudges a stool out for Leo in passing before moving to sink down on his own at the table. He rests his elbows lightly on the table, sparing the woman behind the counter a glance before looking back to Leo.]
The pizza is like on the edge of being thin crust, so it shouldn't take forever at least-?
[Both for how fast it takes, and also for the cronch. But he starts idly tapping his fingers to the table looking around. Man Hueso's is way more interesting to look at and wait in.]
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yeah saw that horse
riddles arent hard
pizza tho where
<Parkour>
[The cellphone is modern enough Peter just drops a location pin on the pizza place.]
here. had a slice, they have some coupons on receipts I found.
<primetime>
riddle giving skeleton horse isnt that new
cool omw there now
<Parkour>
i can order something now so it'll be kinda in progress when you get here. any toppings prefs?
<primetime>
<Parkour>
im cool either way. i know you're close.
<primetime>
hawaiian all the way
<Parkour>
we'll cut him in on pizza next time. i'll get it ordered.
<primetime>
its his late tax
<Parkour>
i'm pretty sure we can fold him in on trying to find a great pizza later. not too many places here anyway.
<primetime>
but yeah we can def get him in on pizza next time
<Parkour>
got the order in btw.
<primetime>
under ur name yeah ?
<Parkour>
<primetime>
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By the time Leo arrives, Peter seems to be waiting by the door of the would be pizzeria for the other teenager. Peter visibly perks up, opening the glass door to peek out.] Hey, Leo!
They're almost done. I'm pretty sure we're the only ones really ordering anything right now. [Its late and Gloucester is definitely not New York.]
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Cool. Yeah, I don't think anyone else is risking this right now. Means we get the best product though.
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If there is, I'm great at riddles. As long as they aren't math.
[He hopes they won't be math riddles if they have them. The risk of calling Donnie to ask for help is very real.]
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I just want to hang out and eat pizza. That's all I really want.
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C'mon, let's get inside before that thing comes at us for daring to be outside.
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The pizza place is definitely a hole in the wall level of place. There isn't much in the way of classic seating, just chairs and stools tucked haphazardly under them. The woman behind the counter is on her phone unfocused on either teenager at this point.]
I found a table that was a little less sticky than the other ones. [Peter offers motioning for Leo to walk with him further away from the windows of the store front.]
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[FOLLOWING and trying to keep his hood pulled down as much as he can. He probably looks sus as hell outside of New York, but it's the best he can do here.]
Hopefully we can get it and go quick.
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Peter nudges a stool out for Leo in passing before moving to sink down on his own at the table. He rests his elbows lightly on the table, sparing the woman behind the counter a glance before looking back to Leo.]
The pizza is like on the edge of being thin crust, so it shouldn't take forever at least-?
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[Both for how fast it takes, and also for the cronch. But he starts idly tapping his fingers to the table looking around. Man Hueso's is way more interesting to look at and wait in.]
Hey, uh. You and my brother got along, yeah?
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