peterverse | lung, meet rewind

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She gets the note just before lunch. She's in the PHQ in less than twenty minutes, then she knocks on Piggot's door politely.

"Probably not," he agrees.

She stretches and starts putting her clothes on.

"Awwww, is my birthday over already?"

"Were you not done?" she asks, pausing. "We were lying around talking about the Slaughterhouse Nine, I didn't think that was a nude activity."

"Refractory period. Boy-me has one of those."

"So you're not done and I should not wear a shirt."

"Unless you want to, enthusiastic consent and all that."

She snorts and reverses course on the shirt.

Eeeeee! Round two! Birthdays are great.