Peter had showered and changed. It didn't seem like much, but it did help him feel better after, you know, being dead for a little while.
( As did talking with his family. Sort of. )

There was a lot going on. Peter wanted to write some of it down to help him think it over.

( Luckily he had a boyfriend who had email )

It was Halloween night but Peter didn't feel like celebrating. His dreams were getting worse. It left Peter reluctant to go to sleep and even more reluctant to not do something to try to stop Sylar and the explosion.

( Or he could do something that was like canon but not exactly )

The carnival had been fun, but time with the boyfriend was even funner.

Shut up, it is so a word.

Peter had Italian food for dinner and dessert from J,GoB - hey, he missed the donuts, what could he say?

All that he needed after that was the boyfriend.

[ooc: for said boyfriend]

Energetic snuggle time tended to eventually lead to more sleepy snuggle time. Which was why Peter and Sam were curled up in Peter's bed, catching a few z's.

( Unfortunately Peter had a power that was less than restful )

Much as Peter was in denial, he knew that he had to pack up and get ready to leave. Taking time to start the process while Sam was walking Scout seemed like a way to try to lessen the emo pain of it ( Read more... )

After running into a wonderfully naked Sam in town. Peter was currently on a mission. But beyond making sure he never lost any hypothetical photos he may have taken, he was also in the mood for caffiene. So here he was, headed for the Perk.

( What are the odds of something happening? Getting better all the time, apparently. )