Who: Nate & Peter Where: Treehouse What: Talking plus...who knows? Peter is involved, so anything could happen. When: Night time? Status: In Progress
Nate stared up at the stars as he sat outside house three, knees pulled up to his chest. He was probably going to die here, but that thought didn't really alarm him so much; his fate wouldn't have been much better if Peter had never found him. Either he'd have ended up on the streets scraping out a living or he'd have ended up in prison, scraping out a living behind bars. Both options didn't offer much in the way of safety or comfort; at least he didn't have to answer to anybody here.
Well, minus Peter and his little fang gang, but none of them bothered him much. Olivia seemed too grossed out and the others he'd barely even spoken to. Peter had said he'd had to let them feed from him, but so far Nate had managed to keep his vampire virginity in tact. Being an asshole had its perks.
But it also had its drawbacks. Demi had convinced herself that he hated her now, and without telling her the truth Nate really didn't know how to fix that.
At least he had a lot of time to try and work it out?