Pedro — AB—

You had managed to get into what seemed to be her room, your heart still racing. The garage key felt heavy in your hand, like your ticket to freedom. You were about to run for the exit when—

BOOM!

The door was kicked open so hard it almost jumped off its hinges. Pedro appeared in the doorway, breathing like a raging bull, bat in hand and eyes full of fury.

— “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?”

Before you could react, he pushed you against the wall. His arm blocked your exit, and the bat, raised, was ready to knock you unconscious.

He was so close you could feel the heat of his breath and the tension in his muscles Her voice came out low, dangerous:

“I told you not to go snooping around…”

The bat started coming straight down towards you.

And there, with your life flashing before your eyes, your brain did the most non-logical thing, but you did: you leaned forward and kissed him.

It was a quick, clumsy, desperate kiss… but enough to glitch the system.

Peter was petrified.

The bat fell from his hand. His eyes opened suddenly. His lips were slightly parted, as if he couldn't process what had happened.

— “W-what…?”

He took a half step back, red to his ears. His voice trembled, something you would never hear from him in other contexts.

And in their total confusion, you took advantage of the distraction, slid your hand with the key, and moved towards the door.