#thread : pete.

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who: pete and ted ( @sleazeballtm ) where: their shared apartment.

Two days out of the house, and Pete has to wonder if Ted changed the locks on him. He was happy to get out, of course, and spend time with other people – namely Stephanie Lauter – but after a certain point, a man is entitled to sleeping in his own bed. So, as he approaches their shared apartment, Pete knocks only once before letting himself in. (A quick breath of relief escapes him when the key does indeed work.)

“I’m home,” he calls out, toeing off his shoes at the door. Slowly, he trudges towards the couch, nearly faceplanting into the cushions as exhaustion sinks into his bones. He has half a mind to take his glasses off and plop them on the coffee table before he’s fully face down, words muffled into the pillow as he speaks. “I said I’m home.”

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who: pete and mary ( @cherubtm ) where: pizza pete's, new year's day

Spending New Year’s Day wandering around Hatchetfield wasn’t exactly Pete’s plan, but as it stands, he’s got nowhere else to go. A quick text from his brother stating he was not welcome made that crystal clear. Plus, he barely escaped Stephanie’s house in one piece this morning – there’s no way he could go back there without the mayor personally destroying him.

So, he floats around town. It’s about midday when he walks into Pizza Pete’s – he’s got his wallet on him, there’s time to play some games and kill some time. He grabs a table by myself in the corner, trying to stay away from crowds and parties. The familiar face of Mary walking over has him feeling a little more at ease with being alone in a place like this. “I didn’t think you’d be working today,” he starts, head tilted. “Sucks that they make you stay open on days like this.”

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who: pete and steph ( @spotifytm ) where: the lauter estate, new years eve

He’s never had a girlfriend on New Years before. Ted had always joked with him that he’d be kissing the crook of his elbow until the end of time if he didn’t do something about it, and Pete had always waved him off. It wasn’t important – survival was. But, a summer at abstinence camp can truly change your life, it seems. And not in a bad way.

He sits on the couch in Stephanie’s giant living room – honestly, the Lauter estate is a little… intimidating. He knows she’s rich, but he doesn’t really think about it until they’re in situations like this. His feet shift beneath him, and Pete turns his head, calls to where Steph is in the kitchen. “Have you ever thought about the fact that your house could be super haunted?” He asks, the atmosphere a little too creepy without another person in the room.