Peter Pan
Peter's head flicked upwards at the sound of his name being called and he looked around, before spotting Herschel waving his hand around like it had been struck on fire. He broke into a giant grin, heading towards him and waving frantically back, even though they weren't that far away from each other anymore. "Hey Herc!" He called back coming up in front of him and swinging his arms at his sides to keep them occupied. Much like a kid might when thinking and explaining, or singing to themselves. "Not much. Just gone out looking for Tink... Though I don't know whether she'll be awake yet..." He thought for a moment and then sighed gently. It was strange how he only just remembered the last time he had come to Tink's house early. She didn't yell at him, but she nagged like hell and Peter fell back, rather scared of Tink for a little while. However, that didn't stop him from trying to talk to her at least twice a day.
"How about you Hercy boy." Peter chortled, lightly punching his shoulder. "What are you doing this early in the morning? Or do you wanna do something?" He grinned at Herschel, and then looked around to see how many people were out. There probably weren't enough out to do something as a group. However the two of them could still do something. He didn't mind what. He was just a tad bit bored wandering around. And he was pretty sure he didn't wanna risk waking up Tink just yet...