As Lexi stood on the front porch, her blue gaze scanned around the small neighborhood that Peter lived in. She loved the area and always thought it was cute, an apartment building was nearby and other houses scattered the streets. It was peaceful and fun-loving like a small town in a big city. It’s too bad it was filled with more old people then young people; if there were more children maybe Peter would have been less lonely and shy then when she first met him. But then again, he wouldn’t be her Peter if he wasn’t shy awkward and dorky. That’s one of the many things she loved about her man. 

Speaking of the man, the door opened to reveal Peter’s famous grinning face and she returned the smile with one of her own. “When haven’t I made myself at home?” She asked playfully, her moral was obviously up compared to before. She slid inside and kicked off her shoes and throwing her bag up further on her shoulder. “If you don’t mind I’d like to get into my PJs.” Giving his arm a gentle rub she slid past him into the nearby bathroom.

Changing quickly because she wanted to be with Peter and in his arms once again, she came out of the bathroom in a pair of white PJ bottoms and a tan tank top for her top. “Can I put my bag in your room?” She asked softly walking to him. Her bag over her shoulder as she rose her free hand up and placed it gently onto his cheek, her thumb rubbing gently against his cheek before leaning up and gently placing a tender loving kiss onto his lips; it was nice to be somewhere safe and with her boyfriend. What more could she ask for?