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deathmatch sounds kinda sick. can you tell me about it?
later, if you have to. gimme the inside scoop and we can chill in cornpop paradise
til then i just
will chill here

[Peter's already hanging out in Odin's room by now, stripping off layers of business casual and throwing them literally to the dogs. Rooty makes a nest out of his jacket and shirt, curling up atop them on the chaise like a diva. His pants drape over the back of it and he looks around for something to wear after putting his shoes out of the chewing range of all doggos in the room.

While he initially crawls into bed in a onesie, he'll be crawling out of it piece by piece the hotter he gets - emerging from it like a shitty cocoon to just curl up under the sheets with it peeled off to his waist by the time Odin returns.]