Foul Bachelor Frog Campfire, Sunday Afternoon

[lockestheway]

It was Peter's birthday tomorrow, and his parents hadn't even called yet.

Which was fine. He didn't need the old coots anyway. Maybe he'd hear from them tomorrow? In fact, not having to deal with his parents at all meant that he'd gotten his essay for the week finished far ahead of schedule, leaving him time to... well, research the next essay.

Mostly.

Still, after a week of being locked inside because of the cold, he supposed he could take his desk outside with him now that the weather was nice and mild.

Which was where he was working now, fingers flying over the holographic display. Just don't expect him to light the fire.

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[lockestheway]

Peter shrugged one shoulder. Clearly he was too traumatised to talk about it.

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Butters nodded in solemn understanding. "Yeah," he said. "It can be pretty rough, can't it?"

Clearly, he was referring to the groundings.