-hugs you and puts your face in my chest- there THERE sweaty

Sweaty come hereeeee

Are you ok

Meeeeeeee

Peter: well we can. Why wouldn't I want to go on a walk? As long as there's no running involved I'm good

Peter: that's odd to ask... but sure.

Peter: so you wanted to talk to me? -smiles and runs a hand through his hair-

Alrighttttt

damn right. I'm sending my forces zzzzz

NOODLES GET YOUR DAMN ASS OVER HERE

Peter: -groans- but I'm not going to be the one dragging you two home drunk (should we skip to the party)

Me: hey, tonight there's going to be a huge party with my friend. It's going to be wicked. Ditch this shit home and we'll go guys peter: I don't know... I'm not good at parties. I just eat the cake

Just

Peter: catnip? Isn't that god just cats? Me: yooooo I gotta try that. I didn't know you could smoke it peter: -sits down and noms on his cookies- no smoking, studying is better

Peter: well then come on in. I'm just studying. Me: what are you dmoking ivory, cause I want some of that.

Peter: ugg. -he got up again and opened the door- da? -he rubbed his eyes. He was exhausted.- me: welcome back

Peter: I'm concerned now... me: do you think someone should go talk to her?

Bit

(Lol) peter: maybe she's a big nuts but she's nice me: yuh huh. Keep telling yourself that. Sooner or later she'll be the one chasing you with a knife around campus. She's nuts. -takes a draw of my cigarette-

Booo and it would be ok if you left. You go to sleep tho you need your rest