Tony sat up on the sofa with a start. He'd been lying on it beneath a comforter, half-drowsing after the pointed application of a few PM pain pills. Peter's voice cut through suddenly, startling him upright. The ice pack over his eye slid off of his face and onto his lap.
"Class is out? What time is it? God, what day is it?"
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Tony sat up on the sofa with a start. He'd been lying on it beneath a comforter, half-drowsing after the pointed application of a few PM pain pills. Peter's voice cut through suddenly, startling him upright. The ice pack over his eye slid off of his face and onto his lap.
"Class is out? What time is it? God, what day is it?"