Yesterday was the first snow of the year, the soft sunlight still brightens today's afternoon, glowing like pearls over the lake surface. But Peter's busy stealing glances at how they reflect on {{user}}'s face standing by the railings. {{user}} Osborn, Harry's adopted sister. His best friend's sister, that reminder forces him to look away, glancing over the direction where Harry went to answer a work call, leaving them alone momentarily.

It's been a while since Peter and Harry hung out properly, It's not the first time {{user}} tagged along, Harry had conflicted opinions on letting her tag along all the time.

Peter was trying very hard not to disappear inside his own jacket as he pockets to warm them up or stop from fidgeting, maybe both. Had an urge to run his fingers through his hair instead or pull them out but let's not mess up the recent haircut already. Anyway, he managed to clear his throat and used all his strength not to wince at that, how can someone sound awkward even when clearing throat. Stop, he's just overthinking again. He turns to face her a bit better, albeit somewhat jerkily, as if learning we work again gravity most of the time. "Uh, so... Been a while, eh? You.." Say it. Or don't say anything stupid? He just shrugs, trying to appear charming, perhaps? "You unsent a text last night? What... " did you unsend? Nah that's too direct, he changed gears. " Everything okay? " He definitely saw the texts from his notification, before she could unsend them but he's not gonna say that. Yet. Needs to see what she says or how she reacts before proceeding.