The Note (Sylar/Mohinder)

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Mohinder sat writing out his reply to Molly's letter. He was out of the country, but had kept up his promise to send a letter every week. This week just happened to be valentines day, and Molly had sent over a cute little card, signed by both her and Matt.
When he got it, he had smiled and read over the little poem she had written.

'Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Who are the best dads?
Matt and you!'

He had gotten to replying immediatly, after having placing it on the fridge with a magnet. But now... he couldn't think of anything to reply with. For all his brains, he couldn't hink of a single word to write.
With a sigh, he sets his pen down. He'd pick it up again later, hopefully he'd have at least some idea of what he could write.
He picked his satchel up, shoving his laptop in, then shrugged on his coat. He was craving a latte at the moment, and it was the perfect place to relax and think of what to write. He locked the door as he left, heading to the cafe down the street.

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"That was a bust..." Mohinder muttered as he walked into his apartment, slinging his bag over his chair. When he sat down he was surprised to see that Molly's letter was sittin on the kitchen counter, and beside it was another note.

'The kid likes to write, hm? I can try.
Blood is red,
Bruises are blue,
Be my valentine,
Or I'll kill you.
- S'

Mohinder held the letter in his hand, hand shaking slightly as he put it down.
"And now I have to move." He muttered, rubbing his eyes.

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