InsaneJournal

Who: Evie and Nicky
What: Nicky's coming home.
Where: 1202
When: Sometime after this
Warnings: A little grossness and pills? And Evie swearing a lot.



For his first outing across New York by himself, Nick found it to be much harder than he had ever expected. Even as he watched the world pass by in the backseat of a cab that Boyd called for him, Nick nearly vomited on the ride back to Bellum Letale from the sudden stop-and-go traffic. It was something he could add to his list of things he would never want to experience again, which was growing longer every day he was out of his hospital home. This was supposed to be Nick better than before, but he felt no less crazy with living in Bellum.

He shoved a handful of bills at the cab driver when he arrived at Bellum, not bothering to count out the proper amount. He probably overpaid the man, but his throbbing headache couldn't bring him around to care. Nick wandered up the stairs, dragging his feet a little to the twelvth floor and unlocked the door to 1202. He tried to keep quiet as he entered the apartment, carefully locking the door behind him.

Nicky needed his meds, a Tylenol, and to sit somewhere quiet for a while except he knew he needed to speak to Evie. It'd be safe to say she'd still be mad. Maybe if she just wouldn't yell at him? "Evie?" he called out, looking around. "I'm home..."