Nathan's Apartment, Sunday evening

[repeterpetrelli]

Peter had Chinese food, DVDs of various types - no chick flicks - and an entire being made up of nothing but empathy.

Now all he needed was to adjust the company he was keeping.

[ooc: for one in particular, then for another one in particular :D]

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[1petrelli1]

"When I said you could make yourself at home," Nathan said, watching Peter, "I didn't mean instead of me."

[repeterpetrelli]

"Common rooms are too busy and it's not like Sam wants to hang out in his room right now," Peter said.

[1petrelli1]

"You have a room," Nathan pointed out.

[repeterpetrelli]

"I have a roommate," Peter reminded him. "Mac's nice, but it's rude to kick her out for hours just so my BFF can emo."

[psychic_wonder]

When the evening rolled around, Sam went over to Nathan's apartment and knocked on the door, hoping Peter was already there. He'd had some time to calm down after his eventful afternoon in the park, but he was still more annoyed than he wanted to be.

[repeterpetrelli]

Peter got the door. "Hey. C'mon on. Want something to drink?"

[psychic_wonder]

"Yes, but I don't think Nathan would appreciate me taking any of his alcohol," Sam replied, going inside.

[repeterpetrelli]

"I was thinking soda but we can go that route too," Peter said. "There's beer in the fridge."