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[petrelliheidi]

I blink as the sun comes through my blinds, I'm disoriented for a moment but then I remember that today is Saturday; thank god, my day off. I stay in bed longer than I need to, the smell of coffee however lures me towards the kitchen. I wander out thinking nothing of the white singlet and boyshorts that I clothed in until I see none other than Nathan Petrelli sitting at our kitchen table, reading the newspaper.

I don't say hi or hello, I just blurt out "What are you doing here?"