"I would hope it is more, my dearest Nicki." He spoke, watching him lazily, his mind dancing back to the theater, to Nicolas playing his violin, back when everything seemed so easy and care free. When he would 'borrow' Nicki's clothes and pretend to be classical heroes. The good days long lost.
"I would regret it more if you hadn't found a way back." He hoped that darkness had worked its way out of Nicolas, he missed his friend the years gone by made him recognize that. "I have a gift for you." He spoke with all the charm he could muster on the spur of the moment.
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Date: 2015-09-16 06:43 pm (UTC)"I would regret it more if you hadn't found a way back." He hoped that darkness had worked its way out of Nicolas, he missed his friend the years gone by made him recognize that. "I have a gift for you." He spoke with all the charm he could muster on the spur of the moment.