Mindless Petrellicest drabble. Most Random idea. This one started with "No Petrelli for you!"
Nathan waited outside the apartment. Flowers in hand, and tie as straight as was humanly possible. He looked impressive, ready for action, almost presidential. He knocked again several times. Suddenly he heard hurried footsteps, and the door opened.
"No Petrelli for you, flying man." Hiro Nakamura frowned at Nathan and slammed the door in his face.
Nathan stood there for a second. A couple petals fell from his bouquet. His face read "WTF"?
Nathan therefore vowed never to call Peter's hair emo ever again, and he turned to leave.