Re: Pansy // OPEN TO ANYONE! XD
Peter arrived at the party a little while after receiving the texts; he'd needed to get dressed in a bit more appropriate clothing than sweats and wife beater. He really hadn't been planning on leaving the house this evening; not that he was playing loner, it just wasn't a great day for Peter. Really it was actually a rather weird couple of days for him; his dreams were becoming more frequent, more insane, and unfortunately far more real. Just the way Pansy and the others on that damn network described them.
What was worse, it made him begin to think about the blood samples Sherlock had taken and the oddities he'd mentioned; Peter hadn't bothered to look at his own samples, mostly from fear, but he knew that he really should, and that he should use the equipment at Stark Industries.
But this wasn't about him, and Pansy had been going through things and while she'd likely be okay with him staying in, he wasn't going to not be there when he could be. Still, it would be a nice distraction from those dreams, and so he decided to show up.
When he had arrived though, things got a bit precarious as he looked around at pretty much a sea of strangers and suddenly that anxiety he got at big parties like this began to hit him; getting flashbacks to college days, and even worse high school days. He noticed, nor recognized anyone, and cleared his throat as he made his way through the crowd to find her.