The flirting comes as easily as breathing to John and he tosses a smirk at him. "Liverpool, but of late I've been jaunting through time until I found myself pulled in here with Captain and the boy."
Peter scoffs in the way only a teenager can. "I'm eighteen, I'm not a kid!"
Constantine holds up his hands, "Right, right. Sorry lad. Teenager with extraordinary abilities from the future doesn't quite roll of the tongue as well."
Ugh. Adults. "Spiderman. Or Peter. Either is fine."
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Peter scoffs in the way only a teenager can. "I'm eighteen, I'm not a kid!"
Constantine holds up his hands, "Right, right. Sorry lad. Teenager with extraordinary abilities from the future doesn't quite roll of the tongue as well."
Ugh. Adults. "Spiderman. Or Peter. Either is fine."