#maisenessa

Peter slumped into the chair in his room, immediately taking a moment to crack the bones in his hands and neck. He had been wanting to log on for most of the day, finding all he felt like doing was shooting a bunch of other worldly strangers for a while. Settling in, Peter leaned forward and opened up Steam and glanced at his side monitor. Was Kenna online? Admittedly, he hadn’t been the most fond of her aside from a decent friend and not a horrible teammate. That is, until she called him cute. That changed things. Peter had taken opportunities to shamelessly flirt with Kenna before, so was he going to find himself flirting with her at this point? Yes, certainly. 

[ 9:36 ] peter: hey bitch [ 9:36 ] peter: lets play overwatch or s/t

It had been quite a few days since Peter had seen her around, or at least managed to actually get a hold of her when she was around. There was a solid chance that she wouldn’t want to talk to him, and he knew that. He put an elbow on his desk and leaned against it. A minute or two passed and he still hadn’t heard anything back. Peter quickly searched up one of his favorite dog threads and scrolled through-- find one that’s big and fluffy, those are the cutest. He found one of a cute dog letting a small baby sleep on him and sent it to her.