so i’m sure you’ve heard the song “the night we met” by lord huron but i just. grace. these lyrics. listen i’m not saying i’m sending another song fic into your inbox but that’s exactly what i’m saying
I had all and then most of you Some and now none of you Take me back to the night we met I don't know what I'm supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you Oh, take me back to the night we met
Pineapple Martini
(Part 2 of On the Rocks | Sequel to San Pellegrino)
Peter's life has gone to shit. His breakup with Harry was bad, chased down by a crummy holiday season, and then followed by the death of his uncle and new pressures at work.
Peter has grown so stressed and wound up that he's taken to wandering, and then blacking out for hours at a time. At May's behest, Peter agrees to an inpatient stay at the hospital. But how much can really change for someone in seven to ten days?



















