Fourth Floor Commmon Room, evening

Not in the mood to sit in her room, Isabel wandered out to the common room and flipped on the TV, flipping channels to find something decent to watch.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, see, I'm a professional emo-listener," Peter said. "Not that I'd be asking you for money. Friend's discount."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
"You miss your family," Peter guessed.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"I can't imagine it," Peter admitted. "If I couldn't get in touch with Nathan, with my mom - " Peter shook his head. "I'd go nuts."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Is that possible?" Peter asked. "Is there a way for you to get to them?"

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"If there's anyway I can help..." Peter said, letting the offer remain open.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-03-28 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"What are friends for?" Peter replied.

[ooc: ditto]