3 AM

You had just managed to fall asleep, trying to rest after a long day of work.

And, after a restless night of tossing and turning, your heavenly sleep is interrupted by knocking on the window, whenever you finally will yourself to get up, you open the window and Peter immediately crawls through, in civilian clothes and a go bag slung over his shoulder, and after you state at him in confusion, he explains himself.

"Apartment blew up."

Right as you begin to try and question him, he puts a finger over your mouth and glares a tired and hostile look in your direction.

"Shh, apartment blew up."

And he's in your bed and asleep and on your side of the bed before you can do anything about the insect in your house.