(for just one second, he totally forgets that matt can definitely smell alcohol on him, around him, in his stomach, going into his cells-- and that he is mom. just for one second. peter has had a little trouble adjusting to the fact that there is no drinking age here, and it does take him much more than a normal person to get tipsy, thanks radioactive spider. due to that, after a while of fumbling with the fact that the teens are very much loose in this place, he might as well partake. after all, what's the worst that can happen? it's not like he's drinking anywhere enough, and it turns out, the cocktail he's drinking masks the taste of alcohol just right! it's nice.
but hey, there's matt.)
Mr. Murdock, hey!
(oh, yeah, gotta pretend he can't tell where peter is calling him from by the exact coordinates, yes, let's go take him to a table.)
for matt murdock #1
but hey, there's matt.)
Mr. Murdock, hey!
(oh, yeah, gotta pretend he can't tell where peter is calling him from by the exact coordinates, yes, let's go take him to a table.)