Draw Me Like One Of Your - (closed to Peter)

Liz was in a great mood today and it might have had something to do with the fact things were starting to feel normal again, or however normal felt when you were stuck in an Inn you couldn't leave while dating a superhero boyfriend and occasionally peering into his past. She asked Peter to meet her at the pond because she thought it would be a quiet place to try and draw him.

She sat on the dock in short jean shorts and a tank top, bare feet with toenails that had been freshly painted pink submerged in the water as she waited, her notebook resting beside her.