[He was in the middle of doing some laundry. Today is the perfect time for chores! Especially throwing away days old take-out. It actually takes him, like, thirty minutes to reply because he's terrible at folding shirts and he can't get a stain out of his favorite thrifted shirt with the stupid pun on the front.
Though, the weird spidey-tingle he gets upon looking at the message is... something.]
Oh. Sorry? I don't recognize your username. I think maybe you have the wrong number?
text. | un: peter p.
Though, the weird spidey-tingle he gets upon looking at the message is... something.]
Oh. Sorry?
I don't recognize your username. I think maybe you have the wrong number?