Office Hours, Office #8, Tuesday All Day

[sparklyvirgin]

Edward arrived at his new office just before dawn, in order to prevent any inadvertent sparkling on the journey from his new apartment to office #8.

He set up his stereo and put in a Debussy CD. The shelves were frighteningly bare. He'd have to ask Esme to ship out part of his book collection

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[1petrelli1]

Nathan hadn't met his teaching buddy yet, so he took a chance on finding him in his office.

Well, there was someone in his office.

"Looking for your teacher?" he asked.

[sparklyvirgin]

Edward frowned. Eternal youth be darned. Sometimes he just wanted to be treated as an adult. "No," he said, trying for patience and almost reaching it. "This is my office. I'm Edward Cullen."

[1petrelli1]

"My apologies." Nathan came in and offered a hand to shake. "Nathan Petrelli. I'm your teaching buddy."

[sparklyvirgin]

"It's quite all right," Edward said. He shook Nathan's hand gently, knowing that the slightest application of pressure on this human's bones could crush them to bits. There was little he could do about the coldness of his marble skin, but he could claim poor circulation if necessary. He made a mental note to find a way to warm his hand next time. Adults were fond of handshakes. "I know I have a youthful appearance. What does a 'teaching buddy' do?"