Adam Monroe

Adam's eyebrow went up as he very much caught on to the implications of the soft question at least. He shut his door behind Peter, blocking out the hall, locking it with a flick of his wrist. Shrugging out of his jacket, and putting it on a hook by the door, he leaned against the wall and studied Peter for a moment. "I don't know about renting. I bought this one, and I know there's one for sale on the top floor. Another's empty on the third, but I haven't seen a sign, so it's possible the owner wants to keep it and rent it out. I can ask one of the neighbors. I haven't met most of them yet, really. Been keeping to myself."

He had to bite his tongue to keep from mentioning his second bedroom, empty except for a few bookshelves that could be moved to his own easily enough, and a futon he likely never would have a need for. He'd just met this boy, and, explaining why there was another Peter living here if and when his popped by, or Hiro or...it was complicated and deserved thinking of rather than an impulsive offer.

His eyes glanced toward the kitchen, the living room, then he nodded, inviting him in further as he moved into the tiny kitchen. "Can I get you anything? Beer? Whiskey? Water? More coffee?" Coffee, at least, he could manage to make fairly well.