[He lifts his head up hearing that sudden shrill screech in the distance. For a brief second he wonders if Venkman was the one that made the noise. ...probably not, but it wouldn't surprise him if that was the case.]
[As the boat comes up to the docks, he moves back down below the deck to the ferry's first floor, getting ready to disembark from the vessel at last.]
[His eyes light up seeing Peter on the docks, and Winston wants, more than anything, to call out to him- but his nerves strangle the words until they die in his throat. Heart wrenching with tension, every step he takes towards him makes his pulse thud throughout his body. Struggling to keep his breath steady, he tries to keep his cool, tries to board the docks calmly, tries to keep himself unobtrusive to the other passengers leaving ship, even though the anticipation of seeing Peter again is so overwhelming it feels like he might collapse on the spot.]
[And it's only been three days. Two of them, they were in contact.]
[He can't imagine what it must be like for him.]
[Winston suddenly stumbles, as his feet move faster without his forethought.]
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[As the boat comes up to the docks, he moves back down below the deck to the ferry's first floor, getting ready to disembark from the vessel at last.]
[His eyes light up seeing Peter on the docks, and Winston wants, more than anything, to call out to him- but his nerves strangle the words until they die in his throat. Heart wrenching with tension, every step he takes towards him makes his pulse thud throughout his body. Struggling to keep his breath steady, he tries to keep his cool, tries to board the docks calmly, tries to keep himself unobtrusive to the other passengers leaving ship, even though the anticipation of seeing Peter again is so overwhelming it feels like he might collapse on the spot.]
[And it's only been three days. Two of them, they were in contact.]
[He can't imagine what it must be like for him.]
[Winston suddenly stumbles, as his feet move faster without his forethought.]