#004. py

[kutterups-blog]

          “You. And Max.” The statement seems to come from nowhere. Peter has been folding clothes and stacking them like an assembly line worker, putting a minimal amount of effort into having a conversation with Houston for at least an hour. It takes some searching, but Peter reaches back to something he’s read about relationships and communication. “Do people know what you do? Should I--- is it a secret?”

@fosilized LIKED FOR A STARTER

[kutterups-blog]

I wish you could take me upstate. - hous @ pete

           “I wish I could take you to a lot of places,” Peter responds and sets his phone down on the table, his reading glasses following in short order. He wonders why the city is different to him than campus, why restaurants are different than classrooms, and for a moment Peter seems to deflate. Determination floods him and he says earnestly “We’re this close to finishing the polymer project. If you can...if we can hang on a little longer--- it will all have been worth it.”

@genuineviolence : MITSKI : uh accepting i guess lol

[kutterups-blog]

did you mean it when you said I was pretty? - hous @ pete

          The television seems loud so Peter turns it down and tucks a bag of chips deeper into his armpit. “Yeah, I meant it,” he says firmly, sound in his beliefs like always. “Not to be rude, but you’d be a fool to think otherwise.”

@genuineviolence : KING PRINCESS : accepting