[Unfortunately for Peter, the morning comes much more quickly than he'd like. His body wakes him up a little bit after his usual time. He groans quietly, well aware he probably needs to go to the bathroom real quick.
It shouldn't take too long. He untangles himself from Leo's hold. He presses a kiss against his husband's forehead, promising he'll be right back. The brunette jumps into some casual clothes quickly, trying to ignore the messy state of the room as he moves towards their bedroom doorway.
He ducks out into the hall, closing the door behind himself tightly. He realizes after a moment someone else is in the hallway as well. A man he recognizes as still relatively new to the colony. Carl Fitzberg. A pale stout man with scratchy facial hair who tended to keep to himself most of the time.
Peter half wonders if the man was here for Peter's 'office' hours and had been waiting a while.]
Oh, hello, Mr. Fitzberg! Sorry, I didn't see you there, I was just gonna run off and do something real quick.
[The man hangs back, shaking his head.]
No, no, you're fine. I just wanted a word if you have a moment.
[Peter internally twinges at the responsibility he needs to step up to, but outwardly smiles at the man.] Sure, what do you want to talk about? We'll need to do it in the hall, though, since Commander Hamato is sleeping right now.
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It shouldn't take too long. He untangles himself from Leo's hold. He presses a kiss against his husband's forehead, promising he'll be right back. The brunette jumps into some casual clothes quickly, trying to ignore the messy state of the room as he moves towards their bedroom doorway.
He ducks out into the hall, closing the door behind himself tightly. He realizes after a moment someone else is in the hallway as well. A man he recognizes as still relatively new to the colony. Carl Fitzberg. A pale stout man with scratchy facial hair who tended to keep to himself most of the time.
Peter half wonders if the man was here for Peter's 'office' hours and had been waiting a while.]
Oh, hello, Mr. Fitzberg! Sorry, I didn't see you there, I was just gonna run off and do something real quick.
[The man hangs back, shaking his head.]
No, no, you're fine. I just wanted a word if you have a moment.
[Peter internally twinges at the responsibility he needs to step up to, but outwardly smiles at the man.] Sure, what do you want to talk about? We'll need to do it in the hall, though, since Commander Hamato is sleeping right now.