For Isaac

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Peter had dragged himself out of bed for only one reason. Because having Nathan show up on his doorstep was not what either of them needed. Dressing carefully his day had gone fast. Faster then usual because he'd been thinking about what waited at home.

Opening the door, his hands were full. A box with containers inside of it, a pack of his house mate's smokes and a six pack of sodas. Setting them on the kitchen counter, his back was to the room.

"Isaac?"