You were so bad of a workaholic that Peter feared for your health and sanity. It was ridiculous how much you worked and Peter wouldn’t stand for your excuses any longer.

In order for him to be able to rest easy, when he said it was time for bed, he made sure to gather all of your work stuff and lock it in your office. That way you couldn’t sneak out and work while he was asleep.

Tonight, he let you work until 10:30 pm, then he walked into your office to shut you down. “It’s time for bed, my love.” He said, waiting in your doorway for you to close everything.