I’m more certain that he’d tell you this before her. Do I sense a bit of hostility towards Miss Darling?
Uh, have you actually met her?
Because he tells you everything.
Doesn’t mean he told me this time, does it? Go ask the Wendy-bird, he’s been following her around like a fly around shit.
0 - Height:
Seriously? You had to bring up that one?
2 - Shoe Size:
5 and a half.
4 - Do you drink?
Sometimes, but I’m too lazy to deal with after effects.
8 - Want any tattoos?
I think I wanted a fairy when I was six, a giant Thor hammer on my arm when I was seven. Not any more though, I’d get bored of it too quickly.
16 - I’ll love you if:
You bring me milk and almond nougat and aren’t an asshole. Also, getting things from hi shelves is an automatic you’re a’ight pass.
32 - What words upset me the most?
No, you can’t have my milk.
I borrowed your hammer.
The family think you’re just not right for them but they hope someone will foster you soon.
Peter. He stole something of mine and I want it bace. I would assume you know where he put it.
Why would I know where it is?
Yes, now. It’s about that little pest of a friend of yours.
I have a few of those, you’re gonna have to me more specific.
Miss Bell, may I see you for a moment?
Like… now? Can it wait for another day in the very far away future?
You can’t tell me what to do, Tina. I don’t see you offering up your space for me to stay at! Wendy already said I could sleep in her room. She is the mother of The Lost Boys. It only makes sense that I were to be in her own room.
By the way, you might, get the codfish of a professor to talk to you later or some other day.
Of course I’m not offering, it’s my room. And you would have your own if you would just ask. I mean… there’s a tree house you could sleep in, but I’d have to kick you out of it every morning… And— Why would you want to sleep in her room anyway? You aren’t a baby, you don’t sleep in a crib and need constant attention.
Wha— Why? Why would he talk to me? I didn’t do anything this time.
Well I surely can’t live with just anyone! A dorm means I would have to share with someone. I can’t just room with anyone. They could be dangerous you know? I mean, they wouldn’t scare me, it’s just I wouldn’t want them to take something that’s mine. Can’t I just live with Wendy?
No. No, you can’t just live with Wendy, you cop-out. That’s cheating. If you dorm with someone you don’t like I’ll tell you the master plan for getting rid of them. Besides, roommate or not, someone -probably me- will end up taking your shit anyway.
"Playing something quietly? What kind of playing did you have in mind?" He placed his thumb under his chin and began to think. "We could wrestle! That’s quiet. You’ll lose instantly because I’m better." He laughed. "Or, you could walk me to Wendy place. I need to find somewhere to live."
The kind where you don’t talk, mostly… Wrestling is— Since when was wrestling quiet? I— Peter… You know the college will give you a dorm if you don’t have an apartment, right? Like, you could live on the campus, like me.