Imagine: Peter flirting with you.
"Give it up, Hale!"You shouted, exasperated. Turning around you rolled your eyes at the smirk on the werewolf's face."You couldn't get me in high school and you won't get me now."
"Sweetheart, you're going to have to come up with a more effective way of stopping me than just shouting."Peter leaned into your ear."Because I don't go down easy."