Astrid is the best roommate, though. She cooks ALL THE THINGS.
Right now, however, she frowns at the door. "He probably is, but I don't remember him working on anything that sounds so... wet."
More knocking. "Peter? You okay?"
Silence.
This makes Astrid frown more. She tries the doorknob, then reaches into her coat pocket and retrieves her wallet, fishing out a credit card that, really, is thoroughly useless....
Except for this. "You didn't see me do this," she says quietly, sliding it between door and frame and tripping the lock. Carefully, she pushes the door open. "Peter?"
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Right now, however, she frowns at the door. "He probably is, but I don't remember him working on anything that sounds so... wet."
More knocking. "Peter? You okay?"
Silence.
This makes Astrid frown more. She tries the doorknob, then reaches into her coat pocket and retrieves her wallet, fishing out a credit card that, really, is thoroughly useless....
Except for this. "You didn't see me do this," she says quietly, sliding it between door and frame and tripping the lock. Carefully, she pushes the door open. "Peter?"