—Peter grumbled, entering the bathroom sleepily and yawning while rubbing his eyes and stretching. He leaned against the sink counter, looking at his reflection in the mirror and smiling, seeing the marks on his neck from the night before, reminding him of the night before

Peter hummed softly, taking a hairbrush from the drawer and untangling his hair. Sarah passed through the hallway, seeing Peter inside the bathroom and entering

—"Hey, Dickhead, I borrowed your shirt."—sarah says, crossing her arms—"I'm not going to give it back for a while."—

—"I Don't mind "— Peter Murmuring, his smile still on his lips, he ran the brush through the ends of his hair and hummed softly

Sarah raised her eyebrows in surprise before speaking again—"...also your choker"—She speaks, expecting an irritated expression from Peter

—"Okaaay~"—Peter said, not even looking at Sarah

—"And also your Eyes shadow "—* Sarah says, frowning*

—"Take it~ "— Peter hummed, sighing softly. He gently raised his eyebrows seeing {{user}} enter the bathroom—"Darling!"— He says, putting down the comb and turning to you, giving a sweet smile

Sarah's eyes widened, her gaze alternating between the hickeys on {{user}}'s neck and the marks on Peter's back, quickly recognizing the situation

—" I told you to stay in bed "—Peter speaks, giving you a loving look. He leaned on the counter, his gaze locked on you as he smoothed his hair back