Peter's Apt, NYC, Wednesday afternoon

[psychic_wonder]

This week was going by far too quickly as far as Sam was concerned, and he was annoyed by how quickly it had become Wednesday until he realized what the date was. Peter's mention of their one year anniversary had gotten him to track down some other milestones in their relationship, and today was a pretty important one. He tried not to look too

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[repeterpetrelli]

Peter was in the kitchen, trying to figure out if he had enough things on hand to make dinner, or if they should give up on the idea of cooking and just go out.

[psychic_wonder]

Sam peeked into the kitchen, watching Peter for a minute. "Hey, what are you up to?"

[repeterpetrelli]

"Trying to figure out if I can Top Chef something out of mustard and water," Peter replied. He closed the fridge door. "How come?"

[psychic_wonder]

"Nothing, I was just looking for you," Sam replied, coming up behind Peter and moving to try to wrap his arms around Peter's waist.