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theotherpeter

Room 323, Wednesday Afternoon

Apr 27, 2011 14:04

Peter Bishop was packing. Packing everything in his room up and getting it ready to ship either back to his mother, or go with him ( Read more... )

room 323, getting the hell out of dodge

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pastmewrong April 27 2011, 19:39:45 UTC

Effy... was not packing. That was a little too productive for her current state of mind.

Which didn't mean she wasn't perfectly at ease with spectating on Peter's productivity from a comfortable perch on the windowsill. So far, she hadn't been particularly intrusive, which probably worked well for both of them.

Of course, she had to change that happy little status quo.

"Planning on wearing the same shit for the next three days?"

theotherpeter April 27 2011, 19:44:08 UTC

"Planning on not being here tomorrow," Peter said, casually. "So you'll get some extra time alone in the room. Consider it payback for Prom night."

He turned over at her. "And if you could just conveniently not tell anyone I'm leaving today, that would be really helpful."

pastmewrong April 27 2011, 19:57:59 UTC

Adding that last bit, he actually peaked her curiosity. Probably not his intention. Chances were, she wouldn't have said anything anyway, not exactly in her nature to go blabbing everything to everyone.

"Sneaking off under cover of dark? That's seems very... shady." Effy calling someone else's actions shady, marvel at the irony.

theotherpeter April 27 2011, 20:10:21 UTC

"Leaving before I have to deal with sad-eyed goodbyes and people demanding I write them postcards," Peter said. "Not a big fan of goodbyes. And right now I'll be glad to leave this place behind."

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showmetheproof April 27 2011, 23:28:12 UTC

Scully was just wandering by as you do when you have nothing else to do, and knocked on Peter's door.

theotherpeter April 27 2011, 23:34:20 UTC

Peter very casually pulled his sheets over his suitcase and said "Just a minute!"

Once that was sort-of out of site, he opened the door to the room.

"Oh, hey Scully," he said. "What's happening?"

showmetheproof April 27 2011, 23:35:21 UTC

"Nothing, really. I'm bored. Considering going down to the cafeteria to dissect the mystery meat, see if I can identify a species." Scully's mouth quirked in a smile. "Care to join me?"

theotherpeter April 27 2011, 23:58:31 UTC

"Dissecting mystery meat," Peter repeated. "I can think of at least four things that sound more appetizing off hand. You've got a serious case of boredom if that's your big plan for the day."

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