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[petrelliheidi]

I blink as the sun comes through my blinds, I'm disoriented for a moment but then I remember that today is Saturday; thank god, my day off. I stay in bed longer than I need to, the smell of coffee however lures me towards the kitchen. I wander out thinking nothing of the white singlet and boyshorts that I clothed in until I see none other than

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[law_anddisorder]

What am I doing here, she asks? Well, that's a loaded question, now isn't it?

I could give her the honest answer: "I'm here to check out your ass in those pajamas."

Or I could give her the semi-honest answer: "I'm fucking your roommate because you won't give me the time of day."

Or I could give her a sarcastic remark that sidesteps the question entirely. I've been chasing after Heidi Abbott for two months now, and so far, I've had no luck. Not something I'm used to, to say the least.

Yeah. When in doubt, always go with 'c'.

"Well, somebody's not a morning person, apparently," I say with a smile, setting down my paper and refilling my coffee mug.

[petrelliheidi]

I'm wearing my bedclothes and yet I suddenly feel very exposed in front of him. I blush, I certainly wasn't expecting to wake up to this and yet he may be a jackass but he looks awfully cute with his perfect hair messed up.

It occurs to me that he must have spend the night with Sandy, at least I hope he did and that he wasn't some kind of stalker. I smile sweetly and nod "I'll have some of that." I clear my throat and nods towards the pot "The coffee I mean, if you would be so kind."

[law_anddisorder]

"And here I thought I was the guest," I say sarcastically, still smiling as I grab another mug off its rack, trying not to make it completely obvious that I'm staring at her ass, and the way those shorts cling to it, before she sits down at the table

[petrelliheidi]

I do hate him, so much but I hate myself so much more when I realise that he's starting to wear me down. He's a cocky bastard yes and even after I've shot him down, he still comes back for more, there is something admirable about that.

"Milk and two sugars, please." I manage a faint smile but it disappears when Sandy enters the room and kisses Nathan. From the looks of it he's certainly gotten pass his obsession with me, good. I don't know though I feel a little upset by it, I guess it felt nice being wanted.

[petrelliheidi]

He's staring at me somewhat oddly, I wonder what is going on in his head. Probably something x-rated. I nod at his statement; I'm sure they don't either but there is a question in the air there, are we friends? I wasn't quite sure what the answer was.

I nod, the music left a lot to be desired. Surely there was something better on? I cursed myself for liking older music than the trash that was on the radio. God, that makes me sound older beyond my years.

He changes the station but the noise is only present for a short while as we're soon at the restaurant. It's a lovely place, I've heard of it before but it is hard getting a table but then again, I am with a Petrelli, he probably has a standing reservation.

We walk inside together and are greeted by the head waiter, who is more than happy to seat us at our table. I smile at Nathan over the top of my menu. "Come here often?"