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She followed Lafayette into his room observing him grab pants and a shirt. When he turned around he handed her a pair of gray sweatpants and a baggy gray shirt with gold letters that spelled 'C'est Moi'.

"Do I even want to know what that means?" Peggy asked.

"I think the question is would you understand?" Lafayette joked.

"Wow, you just roasted me so hard just then." She laughed taking the garments from his hands.

"Well if you don't need anything else the couch downstairs is literally calling my name" Lafayette said walking back to the door leaning one hip on it.

"Nah I'm good." She replied.

Before Lafayette turned to close the door he heard Peggy began to say something, "Hey Laf?"

Lafayette was glad that he had his back turned so that she couldn't see him blushing like a fool.

"Yes, Peggy?" Lafayette asked turning his head to look at her.

"Good night."

Lafayette turned back around and before he quietly closed the door he replied, "Good night."

Once Peggy was alone she slipped off her heeled boots and sat down on the side of the bed, her short legs barely touching the hardwood floor. She slipped off her skinny jeans and blouse changing into his clothes.

When she was dressed she neatly folded each article of clothing and folded them nicely on top of each other. Peggy put her clothes on top of the black empty night-stand next to the bed as well as putting her phone on top of her shirt. Finally Peggy pulled the navy blue duvet off to the side of the bed. Peggy flopped back into it the bed letting the comfort of the mattress engulf her. (A/N get ready for some furniture porn. In which I describe when you have been up all day and come home and lay in your bed for the first time that day, and it's the most magical feeling ever.) Peggy let her head rest on the flat pillow. She laid on her side and left the left side of her body sink into the mattress like laying in a cloud. Closing her eyes and letting her dreams let loose, Peggy's mind left dashing away from reality as she took deep breaths inhaling the smell of Lafayette on the pillow. Oddly enough it was comforting that it was the same black tie sophisticated smell from earlier. (A/N It's a Yankee candle scent and it smells like a New Yorker please don't judge me.) Peggy's breaths began to drown out as her thoughts completely took over carrying her away to sleep.

Her eyes began to flutter open, morning light bouncing into the room. Peggy took a couple of seconds to gain awareness of her surrounding, she rubbed her eyes an innumerable amount of times before she opened them. Her hair tied in knots was thrown around her and drool coated the outside of her mouth. Peggy didn't move an inch as she stared around the room waiting for the rest of her body to wake up with her. The room was a tight squeeze and was nothing like the living room. This room had minimal books in it, in fact, it may only have had a total of 3 books that were stacked on his minimalist style desk. There was no tv and only one dresser with a wooden closet door next to it. Peggy began to sit up and stretched executing a loud yawn. She flung her feet off the side of the bed and had to jump down to fully get off of the bed. Peggy slowly stepped her way to the door and quietly opened it. The empty hallway was lavished with light; a silence stuck to the walls as birds chirped from the outside. Peggy glided her hands off of the door frame and gently moved it to the cream-colored walls. Tip toeing down the hallway, Peggy took it step by step till she made it to the foot of the stairs. Peggy could see that one of the curtains was drawn loose and draped over the window shielding one side of the room from light. Peggy quietly extended one leg in front of her taking her first silent step descending the stairs. Her slim hand hovered just above the black railing. Peggy kept a steady motion coming down the steps, when she was able to see the sofa mid way she stopped. Peggy looked down at the occupied sofa, Lafayette was stretched out with his arms crossed behind his head. He was still wearing his black jeans and red flannel. In a deep slumber, Peggy watched his chest rise and fall peacefully. Lafayette's brown hair was thrown around his head with fly away lying upon his forehead. Peggy began to continue stepping down the stairs. After a couple silent minutes, she reached the floor. With every hesitant step towards the couch, the floor would creak underneath her causing her to stop like a deer in headlights. Peggy stopped getting closer when she arrived at the coffee table next to her. She could tell that he had spent little time sleeping and more time with his head in books. Three entirely new books laid next to him at his side; she could just barely read the titles.

'The Battle Of Yorktown, The World Turned Upside Down, and Rochambeau the French Revolutionist.' She stated in her thoughts.

Peggy smiled and slowly tried to grab the books. It was like poking a sleeping bear and she had no intentions of waking him. As her hands barely touched the book cover, she sharply inhaled and swiftly grabbed all three books in her hand. Peggy winced in fear of waking him, but alas he remained sleeping undisturbed. Peggy sat the books down and retreated back to his room. Once she was there, Peggy took no time to grab the comforter and her phone quickly getting back down stairs. On her way, she untied the open curtain dimming the room even more. Peggy could still see things a couple of feet in front of her but she struggled not to bump into anything as she made her way past the coffee table back to Lafayette. Peggy uncrumpled the distressed comforter and undulated the blanket placing it on the sleeping boy. Immediately Lafayette took the covers and snuggled deeper into them rolling over facing Peggy. She couldn't stare at his face for more than one second without her face blushing, so she decided that in return for letting her stay and giving up his bed that she would clean up his living room. Peggy loved two things most in the entire world. Gardens and Organization. Makeup and clothes came in at a close third. But Peggy could often be referred to as a neat freak in her own home. Everything had a place and it stayed in that place, just how she liked it. Peggy checked her phone for the time. It was 6:30 sharp and she had zero messages from her sisters meaning she had to be quick before they wanted to see her. In the darkness, one by one Peggy analyzed the shelves. The books were all by different authors and had absolutely no order. Not by genre, not by alphabetical author, nor were they even facing the same direction. So book by book, shelf by shelf, Peggy took out each book and sorted it by the author's name and series number. Not only did she do that, but she put the revolutionary war books in their own separate bookshelves and placed the other genres in shelves of their own; Non- fiction, biography, and murder mysteries. All in their respective places. Once Peggy completed the basics she moved on to the floor sorting the multiple piles and putting them where they belonged. Soon it was 7:10 and the entire floor was now clear of obstructions. Peggy even went as far as to sort out the record albums in order from band or singer. She wiped her sweating forehead checked her phone once again. The notifications red 4 new messages.

Angie: Hey sis! Just wanted to check up on ya after you left so early yesterday.

Angie: Oh and another thing we have a photoshoot at 8 in times square so meet us there.

Angie: Um me and Eliza just knocked on your door and you didn't answer. And you haven't responded to these texts.

Angie: OK Peggy this really isn't funny can you please answer your texts we are all trying to contact you.

Peggy rolled her eyes, 'uh huh and that's why I have only four messages from one person.' She thought.

Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes for a couple of seconds as she began to type rapidly.

Peggy: Yeah sorry I just saw the messages and I'll be there at 8.

Peggy looked at the time once more 7:15. 'So that means I have 45 minutes to get back to times square.' Peggy almost screamed at the sudden lack of time.

She tried to run as quietly as possible as she ran up the steps and into the bedroom putting on her clothes in a flash. She looked at herself in his standing mirror. Her makeup was smudged and her hair sat in a rats nest at the top of her head. She flipped her hair over and tied it into a messy bun. Peggy frantically scrambled to find her bag in which she always kept a spare notepad and pen. She scribbled Lafayette a thank-you note and held it in her hand as she slipped on her heels and made her way back down the stairs. Placing the note on the now cleared coffee table she quickly exited the house locking the door behind her. Peggy was hit with a new cold burst of air that knocked her back. She ached for nothing more but to go back to his house and stay bundled up. Peggy knew that instant she was certainly not in the proper attire for a 32-degree morning in NYC. Ignoring the numbing feeling in her fingers she grazed the concrete with her heels running towards the subway.

Lafayette took a total of 15 minutes to fully wake up. Every other minute he would wake up, rub his eyes, and immediately roll back over, the next minute he would sit up and flop right back down. After that cycle ended he finally rolled over and flipped his legs so that he was sitting upward. Lafayette stretched out his arms over his head and cracked his back a couple of times, He blinked a solid five times to straighten his vision out. When he opened them for a split second he began to think he was just kidnapped. There were no books cluttered on the floor and he could see the entirety of his floor was spotless. His silently explored the room slowly until his eyes landed on a piece of crumpled paper laying in front of him. Lafayette reached out and took the piece of paper in his hands smoothing out the rough edges.

(Ok I'm going to make this short, this chapter is long because I missed updating last week and it's probably going to take me another week and a half for a new chapter. I hope that we can see the change in grammar and spelling because I literally put this through like 5 different spell checks. Anyway thank you so much for reviewing and liking it means the world!)