Three Sentence Ficathon

The table Peter is sitting at is so big, it would be more correct to say he’s sitting ON it, in a chair specially made for his size, a thimble filled with wine the perfect size for him to hold as the current speaker turns to him.

“I’m Peter,” he announces, ignoring the Giants’ chorus of “Hi Peter,” that follows.

“I’m here today because my siblings think I’ve taken too much on my shoulders and refuse to share or delegate the work because I have unresolved issues from my dad telling me to take care of the family when he went to war…”