Peter was glad for the treadmill he had in his office. He still hadn't really spent much time at home, opting to hover around Tasha in a way he was sure was bound to get annoying some day. So far, however, Tasha didn't seem to mind so much. In those moments when Peter did need somewhere else to be, he could sneak off to his spacious office and read or study or run. And right now, he needed to run.
( Training )
( Training )