Wakey wakey - Sasha

Sasha stopped and looked at him with a raised eyebrow "I woke up with a stranger on top of me in an unknown place and no memory of how or why im here and I shouldnt be suspicuous?" she asked

Peter sighed at her, "I were hardly on top of you .. and we're both in the same boat there, what you think this is some elaborate scheme to . what exactly?"

Sasha shrugged slightly "there must be a reason," she said firmly and sighed deeply

Peter looked around, "I'm still voting drunk night out" he said and walked down the stairs and appeard in the dinning room, "Probably a house party or something"

Sasha came down to the dinning room as well "thats may be how you got dragged into this mess but not me" she said firmly

Peter grinned, "Ok, so I got drunk last night and passed out in this bed, while simultaniously and unrelated, you were drugged og kidnapped or something, and dropped next to me"

Sasha rolled her eyes " if you say so" she said as she slowly walked the dinning room looking for clues

Peter followed her and pulled a deck of cards from his pocket, "Looks like we haven't been robbed"

Sasha looked at him and the deck and rolled her eyes "do you always sleep with a deck of cards?"

Peter noddede, "Yeah, you never know when you need it" he said with a grin and began shuffeling the cards

Sasha rolled her "and you call me creazy?" she asked and looked through all the drawers for clues for where they were

"Never called you crazy, sweetheart" he said with a grin, "And that's my life you're talking about"

Sasha sighed as the only things she found as silverwear for dinning "are you gonna help or just suffle cards?" she asked and sat on top of the table...

Peter gave this some thought, "Hm .. I think I'll shuffle cards a bit longer, but then I might help you look around"

Sasha sighed deeply and rubbed her temple slowly..

Peter laughed and put the cards away, then he began searching the area

Sasha follwed him with her eyes and gave him and slow stare getting a full view of him really for the first time

Peter glanced towards her, "Like what you see?" he asked with a grin. He was dressed in cowboypants and a white tank top

Sasha rolled her eyes "not my type" she said and stood up and looked towards the door and though she heard a voice " did you hear that?"

Peter looked towards the door, "Hm? Did you hear somthing?"

Sasha nodded slowly and walked quietly towards the door

Peter followed slowly and carefully

sasha opened the door as she heard someone yelling

Peter frowned, "Sounds like trouble" he said and kept a little behind the strong woman