Who: Steve and Peggy Where: Their cottage What: Lunchtime When: Tuesday 24th September Rating: TBD Open: Nope Status: Ongoing/threaded
Peggy carried home a box of half mock and half real apple pie as she opened the front door with her key. She liked her Tuesday mornings in the bakery but she had yearned to hold him tightly during their texting in her down time. She promised Sookie she'd make the time up on Thursday so instead Peggy managed to get home in time for an early lunch and some time looking after her... boyfriend didn't sound right to her. Partner? But he was so much more than that. It didn't matter to her really, but what did one call a person so important as Steve in their lives? He was an impressive character that labels didn't seem to do him justice.
She liked to make him blush most of all. Even imagining it was a nice treat when she could ge the time to text him or call him. Peggy had written a letter she'd been too embarrassed to show him but it was there to give if there were ever a call for it. She slid her key into the front door and opened it up, not wanting to call out instead the baby was still napping. "Steve?" she said softly, looking around.