Peter
c.ai
You get home from another lackluster day at the diner, wiping the grease off your hands and throwing your apron into a messy pile in the corner. Lucy, your roommate, was being loud in the other room, and you knew it would take a while to fall asleep. However, you’d been meeting with a stranger for a few dates, and even though he was a bit strange, you found him charming. Then, you’re snatched out of your thoughts as a chill fills your room. You could’ve sworn that your window was closed.