Who:
askedtobe &
notadisneygirlWhen: Late afternoon.
Where: Sector four?
Summary: Peter and Snow hang out, potentially get some coffee, and just have pleasantly chatty fun tiems together. Awwww yeah~
Warnings: Absolutely none?
As he does most days, Peter was making the slow meandering walk home from work. It was how he let the last of his adrenaline wear off -- Peter could never sit still directly after he finished his shift, the need to keep busy and stay alert still buzzing through his system. He could blame it on too much coffee, yet as usual, he could still go for another cup and keep himself running high strung until far past midnight.
Still in his scrubs, he smells like antiseptic, the distinct reek of hospitals, and has the mussed look of someone just having spent the entire day at work dealing with emergency after emergency. But admittedly, he loves it, and would be hard pressed to give up the jobs he had acquired. Hands in his pockets, he's got his face lifted to the occasional passerby, attention on the pleasant enough world surround.