A CONVERSATION [CLOSED]
WHO: Adam Monroe, Peter Petrelli
WHAT: Peter seems to have some praise for peterpetrellihotandheavy.com concerns regarding his assignment that has been taking up residence on his couch.
WHERE: Peter's apartment
WHEN: Early evening
Adam had received Peter's text message about some conversation they needed to have.
He could hardly imagine what that might be about. Or, he probably could, but this was hardly going to be about apologies. Peter was far too uptight for his own good, so it might even result in a lecture.
Ha. A lecture. Not likely to go over with the intended results.
Adam stood up from the couch and stretched - Peter was being rather obvious with whatever the hell he was doing in the kitchen. Damn noisy, despite Adam taking a nap. He made his way to the kitchen and stood in the doorway, looking at Peter, slightly amused yet irritated due to the interruption of his nap. "You request my services?"
WHAT: Peter seems to have some praise for peterpetrellihotandheavy.com concerns regarding his assignment that has been taking up residence on his couch.
WHERE: Peter's apartment
WHEN: Early evening
Adam had received Peter's text message about some conversation they needed to have.
He could hardly imagine what that might be about. Or, he probably could, but this was hardly going to be about apologies. Peter was far too uptight for his own good, so it might even result in a lecture.
Ha. A lecture. Not likely to go over with the intended results.
Adam stood up from the couch and stretched - Peter was being rather obvious with whatever the hell he was doing in the kitchen. Damn noisy, despite Adam taking a nap. He made his way to the kitchen and stood in the doorway, looking at Peter, slightly amused yet irritated due to the interruption of his nap. "You request my services?"