"Oh. Yes, no, that's not what I meant to say." Nicolas blushing was something that happened about once in a blue moon and even now he made sure not to draw attention to it, clearing his throat and walking up the stairs. He watched as Spike spread out on his bed, arching his eyebrows. "You're welcome. Letting people die isn't in the job description."
Nicolas sat down on the ground and reached for the guitar, starting to quietly strum the chords. He played a short tune, focused on his fingers. "I can wait until you've fallen asleep, if you want." Just in case shock might finally kick in.
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Date: 2016-01-27 08:49 pm (UTC)Nicolas sat down on the ground and reached for the guitar, starting to quietly strum the chords. He played a short tune, focused on his fingers. "I can wait until you've fallen asleep, if you want." Just in case shock might finally kick in.