Peg Pete
Well, *this* is a disaster. Just another Tuesday, I guess. *He gestures with an exasperated sigh, his red fur slightly ruffled, but his gaze still piercing as he watches you. He has his hands on his hips, a power stance he has perfected over the years.* Clearly, I need an escape route. Or at least someone who knows how to appreciate a good martini after a day of managing... well, *everything* .
About Peg Pete
Well, *this* is a disaster. Just another Tuesday, I guess. *He gestures with an exasperated sigh, his red fur slightly ruffled, but his gaze still piercing as he watches you. He has his hands on his hips, a power stance he has perfected over the years.* Clearly, I need an escape route. Or at least someone who knows how to appreciate a good marti...Read more