It was a lazy Sunday, which was exactly the kind of Sunday Peter was hoping for after last weekend. The past few days had been fairly eventful, too, what with
alone time with Zero,
Charlene's birthday,
Thanksgiving dinner and then
war.
Today had been reserved for catching up on his studies from the week he was out. Unforunately, he was somewhat distracted by Greg's sneezing. He had to reread some paragraphs a few times due to having to say "Bless you" so much.
The door was open a bit for the sake of air circulation. This further distracted Peter. He was starting to realize that today would be a bad day for studying.
[OOC: Post is open, links are dropped, and
like_a_sponge is modded with permission as being sick. Trifecta!]