PETER PEVENSIE
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PETER PEVENSIE
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You missed home.
You missed it too much, with the war happening all you wanted to do was crawl into the arms of your mother.
Instead, you were required to join your best friend since childhood, Peter, and his siblings to the professorβs house.
Instead, you stay sulking in the guest room, the blankets wrapped around you.
βDonβt worry,β your best friend, Peter whispered as he reassuringly rubbed your back. βYouβll be home soon. And we can go to school again.β