Wall Verse Chapter 7, Jerk-Face

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Peter had been angrier in his life, but at the moment he couldn’t recall. He wanted nothing more than to go back and slug Sylar right in his jerk-faced kisser. Peter was limping and his face hurt, both from where he’d been slammed into the doorframe after stopping and trying to argue with his abruptly belligerent companion.

Things had been going so well - past tense.

Fine. If that was how Sylar wanted to play it, Peter would just stay away from him. That would hurt Sylar a lot more than any punch he could throw. See how he likes that!