Storytelling.

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Who: Peter and Lesley
What: Lesley has a lot to talk about
Where: Disney Castle, a dimly lit room somewhere
When: Sunday, April 25th
Status: Done

Peter opened the door and made his way inside. It was dark inside, something Peter had grown a liking to over the last couple of days. He hadn't slept much in those days, and it showed. His hair looked greasy, his face even paler than usual and his eye-sockets looked even more bruised. He had somehow managed to lose his glasses yesterday and hadn't been able to find them yet in the mess he had made of his own room. He also hadn't shaved in a while. The look on his face didn't really add up to that. It was an excited look with almost childlike glee. After all, it is not everyday you have a friend return from the dead. At least for him it wasn't.

However, the person he found in that room did not look like Peter expected him to.

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Lesley no longer was the young adolescent he used to be. He was a grown man now, somewhere in his mid-twenties, or so it would seem at first glance. About a head taller than before, a face rich with battle scars, and with a rough beard to top it off, Sid was nigh-unrecognizable. Not to mention the more obvious changes like yellow irises, which had a faint glimmer to them in the dark.

With a chuckle he gave his old friend a strong pat to the back.

"Great to see you mate, ya look terrible!"