Peter's experience with the drugs that Katherine had given him had put him off wanting to be adventurous again any time in the near future. To be truthful, it had sort of put him off Katherine. He hadn't spoken to her since she'd left his guesthouse after he'd vomited for the third time. Apparently she didn't find vomit half as pretty when it was all over her. Picky.

Reconciliation )
Peter's experience with the drugs that Katherine had given him had put him off wanting to be adventurous again any time in the near future. To be truthful, it had sort of put him off Katherine. He hadn't spoken to her since she'd left his guesthouse after he'd vomited for the third time. Apparently she didn't find vomit half as pretty when it was all over her. Picky.

Reconciliation )
Peter Kemp did not understand cricket. In fact, he kind of thought it was rather dull and he didn't understand why people got so worked up about it. Still, it was the only thing he could get reception for on the telly in the guest house and it was that or go face his incredibly angry sister. And as she was having a particularly bad week anyway, Peter decided he'd just watch the cricket and deal. He was nursing a beer, which seemed to help. Cricket made more sense when it was slightly fuzzy.

Oh, so THAT'S a bad trip.... )
Peter Kemp did not understand cricket. In fact, he kind of thought it was rather dull and he didn't understand why people got so worked up about it. Still, it was the only thing he could get reception for on the telly in the guest house and it was that or go face his incredibly angry sister. And as she was having a particularly bad week anyway, Peter decided he'd just watch the cricket and deal. He was nursing a beer, which seemed to help. Cricket made more sense when it was slightly fuzzy.

Oh, so THAT'S a bad trip.... )
Peter had arrived at Katherine's house early because he was so eager to take her out again. Of course, when he arrived there, Katherine was not home. Peter was forced to sit on the steps leading to her house like a complete tool. And that's what several people called him as they walked by. One even added 'haha locked yourself out of your house, Tool?' before continuing on his way. Peter thought people were mean.

The One Where Peter is Kindof a Tool Anyway )
Peter had arrived at Katherine's house early because he was so eager to take her out again. Of course, when he arrived there, Katherine was not home. Peter was forced to sit on the steps leading to her house like a complete tool. And that's what several people called him as they walked by. One even added 'haha locked yourself out of your house, Tool?' before continuing on his way. Peter thought people were mean.

The One Where Peter is Kindof a Tool Anyway )
Peter had given Katherine several days to cool off after their last fight. He'd regretted everything he'd said almost instantly, but he couldn't take them back. He could only make up for them. Once his sister left him alone long enough for him to get away from the house that is. She was always knocking on the door of the guest house, but if she was so determined not to talk to him before, Peter was even more determined not to talk to her now. He did NOT want her to be able to say she'd been right about Katherine all along. Because she wasn't. The whole fight had been Peter's fault. Clearly. Or so he believed because he didn't know any better.

True Colours )
Peter had given Katherine several days to cool off after their last fight. He'd regretted everything he'd said almost instantly, but he couldn't take them back. He could only make up for them. Once his sister left him alone long enough for him to get away from the house that is. She was always knocking on the door of the guest house, but if she was so determined not to talk to him before, Peter was even more determined not to talk to her now. He did NOT want her to be able to say she'd been right about Katherine all along. Because she wasn't. The whole fight had been Peter's fault. Clearly. Or so he believed because he didn't know any better.

True Colours )
Peter found that hiding away in his guest house wasn't always the most pleasent thing. He didn't know how to cook anything, and the thought of ordering out for three meals a day seemed a bit exessive. In the end, he tended to order out every other day and munch on it a little bit at a time, which was probably intensely unhealthy but then again so was talking to Liz when she was in a mood. And she still was. When Peter had gone to the main part of the house to see if he had any mail, Liz had slammed the door in his face despite the fact that the house did belong to the both of them. Peter hadn't liked that very much. Now he was sulking in the guest house, ignoring his grumbling stomach and wishing he had someone to talk to.

Not so much talking as screaming... )
Peter found that hiding away in his guest house wasn't always the most pleasent thing. He didn't know how to cook anything, and the thought of ordering out for three meals a day seemed a bit exessive. In the end, he tended to order out every other day and munch on it a little bit at a time, which was probably intensely unhealthy but then again so was talking to Liz when she was in a mood. And she still was. When Peter had gone to the main part of the house to see if he had any mail, Liz had slammed the door in his face despite the fact that the house did belong to the both of them. Peter hadn't liked that very much. Now he was sulking in the guest house, ignoring his grumbling stomach and wishing he had someone to talk to.

Not so much talking as screaming... )
Peter walked through the gates of his sister's house with a spring in his step that could only have been caused by the amazing night he had just spent with Katherine. After that first time, she'd wanted to do it again and again and like he was really going to say no! Now he was exhausted, slightly sore, and incredibly happy. Or he was until his sister Elizabeth charged out of the house, headed straight for him. The smile drained from his face and it was slowly replaced by a look of absolute terror, and he was too afraid to even ask what she was doing.

"Peter, where the HELL have you been!?" She asked, loud enough that the neighbors probably heard.

The Wages of Sin is Siblingcide )
Peter walked through the gates of his sister's house with a spring in his step that could only have been caused by the amazing night he had just spent with Katherine. After that first time, she'd wanted to do it again and again and like he was really going to say no! Now he was exhausted, slightly sore, and incredibly happy. Or he was until his sister Elizabeth charged out of the house, headed straight for him. The smile drained from his face and it was slowly replaced by a look of absolute terror, and he was too afraid to even ask what she was doing.

"Peter, where the HELL have you been!?" She asked, loud enough that the neighbors probably heard.

The Wages of Sin is Siblingcide )

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