It's fucking huge, no joke, you're going to have to come and see it.
( it's so easy to fall back into a familiar rhythm. there's another nick — nic — out there that's supposed to be the one getting this, but nick is just selfish enough not to care. he pulls himself in again, crushes another hug into tris' chest, takes a few deep breaths and teeters on the edge of laughing and crying again.
it's been awful, without them all here.
even when he eases up in increments, nick doesn't go far. his arms loosen but he doesn't let go of tris entirely — won't, actually, looping his arms loosely around his waist and drumming nonsense patterns with his fingertips into his back. there's so much he needs to tell him, the stuff he wants to and the things that he definitely doesn't, that it all buzzes around the back of his mind, makes it hard to focus—
right. job. )
Oh, you wouldn't believe it, I'm selling here too. This guy has a witch shop, so I sell through him, help with the potions, that sort of stuff. It's down here actually, the theatre
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( it's so easy to fall back into a familiar rhythm. there's another nick — nic — out there that's supposed to be the one getting this, but nick is just selfish enough not to care. he pulls himself in again, crushes another hug into tris' chest, takes a few deep breaths and teeters on the edge of laughing and crying again.
it's been awful, without them all here.
even when he eases up in increments, nick doesn't go far. his arms loosen but he doesn't let go of tris entirely — won't, actually, looping his arms loosely around his waist and drumming nonsense patterns with his fingertips into his back. there's so much he needs to tell him, the stuff he wants to and the things that he definitely doesn't, that it all buzzes around the back of his mind, makes it hard to focus—
right. job. )
Oh, you wouldn't believe it, I'm selling here too. This guy has a witch shop, so I sell through him, help with the potions, that sort of stuff. It's down here actually, the theatre