Who: Heidi and Nathan Petrelli What: Heidi goes to keep her poor, tone deaf husband company When: Late afternoon, Monday, March 27 Where: Nathan's office Status: In-progress Rating: Should be lowish
Heidi poured herself a cup of coffee, and winced appreciatively at the strong aroma of the sludge-like brew and took a drink. It was very Nathan...and like so much of that man's eccentricities, Heidi was finding herself falling in love with the coffee all over again.
One thing about Nathan that was taking some getting used to, however, was his singing. Normally it wasn't a problem, but now that the whole city was forced to sing instead of speak, Heidi found his attempts at conversation to be progressively more grating on her ears. She knew he was likely holed up in his office, hiding from the more tone-sensitive residents of the hotel, and the thought of him alone in there studying out of some book or working on paperwork made Heidi miss him enough to think she could handle hearing him. Perhaps, she thought, with a little distraction, talking could be kept to a minimum.
Grabbing her mug, and another for Nathan, Heidi went to his office and knocked on the door.