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[rosebyanyother]

"Morrigan Prince. I'm afraid I'm too busy to answer at the moment, but leave a message and I promise to respond as soon as I'm able."

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[rosebyanyother]

You're welcome, I suppose.
I just didn't want you to have too many regrets about it all.

[About him, Peter really means but does not say.]

Do you think it was something that was intended to be malevolent?
Or perhaps that's a stupid question.
It's just that spring IS associated with fertility.

...Which still might be troubling, I realize.

[compellingstatement]

I don't regret

[He sends that without meaning to after typing and deleting and typing and deleting again for a solid two minutes. The next set of messages come in a frantic wave as he tries to clarify for himself as much as Peter.]

You're not what I regret.
I mean, I regret using you.
But not if you don't feel used.
Do you?
No, you said you didn't.
Sorry.
I regret it was all like that.
It seems like we keep having things be like that and I don't want it to be.
I like you too much for that.
I mean, you're my friend.
I appreciate you as a friend.

[There's finally a pause.]

The tentacle monsters hatched in May.
Maybe it was for them?

[rosebyanyother]

["As a friend". But also, "I like you too much". Peter reads both those statements over a few times and wonders. Though, really, what is he even wondering about? He knows he...feels more for Jon that simple friendship though even he isn't sure what the extent of it is. Admitting to it seems futile, however. Jon is in love and even if the object of that love isn't currently present....

Peter knows intimately that it doesn't matter. A year's absence from Juno hasn't mattered to him. And though perhaps he does have some room...no, Jon's separation is too fresh.

Perhaps.]

Yes, I regret that part too.
If anything were to happen, I'd rather it be genuine and not coerced.





I think I must have missed the tentacle monsters.

[For a complete change of subject.]

[compellingstatement]

Thank god you did, they were horrible.
One latched itself onto me and I had to practically set it on fire to get it to let go.
Elias was trying to convince me I'd have to let it have sex with me to get it off.

[Which... the extremely hefty fine he'd received in the mail recently indicated that Elias was probably right that letting the thing have its way was what he was supposed to do. But Jon is a very stubborn man when he wants to be.

There's a bit of a longer pause as he considers what he wants to say next. Reading that second line... does Peter want something? Jon had offered to play cats with him, but the other man had never taken him up on the offer. He'd just sort of assumed there wasn't that much interest there.]

Coerced.
Yes, that seems to be unfortunately common.





There's an art gallery near the Institute.
They're doing an exhibit with artists painting the night sky.
Would you like to come with me to it?
I just thought with what you painted on me before... maybe?

[rosebyanyother]

Duplicity never stops being surprising does it?
Or predictable. Depending on how you look at it.

[Speaking of surprising.]

Yes, I think I'd like that a lot.
When would you like to go?

[compellingstatement]

[When. Right. When?]

Tonight?
Only if that's enough time.
It can be tomorrow.
Or whenever, really.
No rush.

[rosebyanyother]

I have a shift tonight, unfortunately.
Tomorrow, though, is great.
If you give me the address, I can meet you there. Or pick you up at the Institute? What time are you generally done for the day?

[compellingstatement]

[Tomorrow. Good, fine. That gives him time to prepare. Somehow. Mentally? Yes, mentally. He also now needs to offer a reasonable time to Peter.]

8 PM.
Give or take.
Let's say 8 PM?
I'll meet you at the entrance.

[He sends along an address.]

[rosebyanyother]

Fantastic.
I look forward to it.

[compellingstatement]

Me, too.

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