![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
[RL] Falling into place.
Mar. 18th, 2011 01:06 am[Spike knocks on Sylar's door, it's 1:36 AM. This time, though, he knows Sylar is awake. He can hear his breath from here.]
Gabe, listen up. We're going to the store. ..That work for you?
We're out of Weetabix.
Gabe, listen up. We're going to the store. ..That work for you?
We're out of Weetabix.
