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416, Wednesday evening
Jul 02, 2008 21:11
Peter was in his room, sketching - or trying to - and waiting for Shear Genius to come on.
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izzyalienqueen
July 3 2008, 01:37:10 UTC
Isabel poked her head in the room. "Ready to mock the botoxed lips of what's his face?"
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repeterpetrelli
July 3 2008, 01:38:25 UTC
"Now let's be fair," Peter said. "Maybe this week he won't have eaten shellfish by accident."
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izzyalienqueen
July 3 2008, 01:39:44 UTC
"Which means they'll disappear completely?" she laughed. "Want company to mock with?"
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repeterpetrelli
July 3 2008, 01:40:22 UTC
Peter moved over on his bed to make room for her to sit. "When don't I? Come on in."
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gobrooke_urself
July 3 2008, 01:58:43 UTC
Brooke hadn't seen Peter in a while, and she couldn't have that. So when she came to his door she was pouting, but not about that.
"It's summer, and we're in Antarctica. Someone fails," she complained.
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repeterpetrelli
July 3 2008, 02:00:04 UTC
Peter smiled when he saw her. "Hey. I dunno. Penguins could be cute?"
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gobrooke_urself
July 3 2008, 02:04:57 UTC
"It's my last real summer before having to be all grown up and I have to wear mittens. There's no right there," she said, stepping inside. "What are you up to?"
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repeterpetrelli
July 3 2008, 02:08:11 UTC
"Drawing and waiting for Shear Genius to come on?" Peter said. "Oh, and saving a warm spot here for you if you want it."
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