Apr 28, 2009 22:08
Peter was so excited to be home, he couldn't stand it. Sure he was exhausted but everyone was alive and he was getting to go home. For good. Or at least that was the idea. The doorman recognized him (surprise) and waves him on up. Peter rode the elevator, bouncing on the balls of his feet. The elevator couldn't go fast enough. It finally arrived at the right floor and he forced himself to calm down. He unlocked the door and opened it, strolling in casually like he'd been out for a gallon of milk.
"Honey! I'm home!"
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sasha,
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