Peter gave up. He stalks the halls of Cloverfield with grimace and angst, proudly collecting offence after offence. And even teachers wager on whether or not Peter will even graduate this summer, given he had enough pink slips to have him expelled already, it'd be a miracle to see him arrive in class, and Peter just did not give two flying fucks anymore. It wasn't till Leo, Cloverfield's (probably homeless) misunderstood art teacher commented on Peter's most recent piece that sent Peter packing and in search for who the fuck Peter Owens was. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- 16+ Warning for explicit languageAll Rights Reserved
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