#wintersrequiem

He made it a habit to try and pick a lonely looking person to sit with at the cafe every day.  Today's mark was a quiet woman, who seemed unassuming...but he was sure she would prove to be interesting, if she'd let him sit with her, and didn't turn him away like he was a weirdo.  He gently tapped her table, and slipped the peice of paper down for her to read.

Peter decided that perhaps he should try to relax sometimes. He was always up and running, always off saving the day... Sometimes, a person just needed a bit of a break, even if that break was just in the form of reading a book in the park. Peter glanced up from his book, feeling as if someone was standing in front of him.  "Ah, hi."