WHO: Sarah & Peter Petrelli WHERE: Hyperion; their apartment WHEN: Monday, March 27, 2006; dinnertime, before this WHAT: Life's currently a song and dance, even the mundane things. RATING: TBD STATUS: thread; in-progress
After two days of singing and dancing, Sarah was certain a great deal of the population of Los Angeles was beginning to become very frustrated. She certainly understood what that would be like, as being struck mute by the Gentleman for far, far too long had been frustrating on a daily basis. The truth serum epidemic had been – a soft smile crossed her face as she moved the dishes into the sink. Well, that had had its very good moments as well as its not as good ones. Professing the things held close to one's heart before one was ready wasn't generally something she would give a thumbs-up to, but that had also led, in part, to the rings that disappeared under the soapy water, safely encased in a tiny bubble to protect them, rather than ever have to take them off, and that? She would never trade, not for anything.
But this time, with this 'epidemic'? Sarah was having a ball. Rather than be frustrated, she was certain she could happily make it through weeks of this without much frustration at all. All right, so breaking into song in some cases could be downright ridiculous and it was a good thing that a fit of giggles hadn't ever ruined a mood in the past, but doing it while in the middle of things like washing the dinner dishes, since she still liked to do that by hand, was no problem.