It Started With A Meme...[RP Thread for Sascha]

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Peter only sat at with his hands over his face laughing for a moment or two before turning off his laptop and putting it away. He needed to straighten up a bit before Sascha got there. Of course, when she got there, he wasn't really sure what they were going to do. He had only been half-joking with the woman as they traded bawdy comment after lewd

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Sascha had absolutely no ambivalence about what course she'd like the evening to take. If Peter was at all inclined to add a new dimension to their snugglebuddy-ship, she was more than willing to accommodate him. In more than one sense of the word

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Peter buzzed her in after verifying that it was indeed 'eager to greet, ready to eat' Sascha. No, they did not need the internet to encourage their off-color comments. As for letting her into his apartment proper, Peter had the door open and was leaning against the frame when she came out of the elevator.

"Hey, pretty lady..." He offered her one of his usual friendly smiles, he was happy to see her regardless of how the night was going to proceed.

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"Hey, handsome man," Sascha replied, eyes sparkling and an easy smile on her face. Pausing on her way into the apartment, she lifted just far enough on her toes to give Peter a gentle kiss on the lips. "Thanks for inviting me over."

"Thanks for having me" would have been in tone with their slogan-fest, but the salacious comments could take a break. For a few minutes, anyway.

The apartment looked a pretty typical size for a studio in the Big Apple, namely snug. But the furniture actually matched and was of good quality, and the couch was big enough for two. "Nice place," she said, turning to her host with a wicked grin. "Is it true you had Rory and a bunch of other cute shirtless guys up here hauling your furniture?"

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Peter gave her a quick squeeze to go along with the kiss before following her inside and closing the door which he then locked and bolted. He didn't have to live in the city long to pick up the habits of its residents. "Heh, yeah. Well, a couple...including the guy you were trying to harass online."

He leaned against the door as he watched Sascha surveying the small space. It certainly wasn't as impressive as bringing someone home to Newbury, but it was definitely more private. "So you want the grand tour?

"You can leave your coat wherever." Peter smoothed a hand over his sweatshirt and shrugged, trying to hide possible nervousness. "I was kind of surprised you didn't have anything better to do tonight."