rp for youngerpetrelli: i have measured out my life with coffee s

[heroslayer]

(After this and this)


In Sylar's experience, meetings at coffee shops seemed to go well. Of course, that experience was limited to the coffee shop rendezvous he'd had with Mohinder over the summer, their first meeting since the fiasco at the Indian's lab, but still. That had gone well. He and Mohinder had sat and had sane--and relatively pleasant--conversation for a few hours, and in the end, that one meeting had ended the two of them in bed in the long run.

Not that he had designs to sleep with Peter--his brother--who he was meeting this time around, but the thought was buoying him. This would go well, because the last one had, and that was all he needed to keep in mind. Power of belief worked wonders, after all.

Now, hopefully, he could hold onto that thought as he crossed the street to the coffee shop and started scanning the crowd for Petrelli. It didn't stop him from being vaguely nervous, however.