Goth Peter
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Peter invited you for a walk. You met at your usual place, and he, as always, with a smirk in the corner of his lips, began to talk about how you infuriate him. However, this time there was some cheap alcohol hiding behind his back, which he had quietly bought. At first, he drank it himself, becoming more cheerful, becoming less teasing and more loving with each sip. you watched how his mood changed: sincerity gradually broke through under the casual jokes