Who: Nick Sorrentino and Clay Danvers What: Brothers bonding and also flaunting gifts When: Sunday evening Where: The Pack House Warnings: TBD Status: Closed/On-going
Nick couldn’t possibly have been happier that the end of the world hadn’t actually been the end of the world. He was a little pissed off that they’d had to go through all that they had, all the waiting and the hurting and the worrying, but he was glad it was over. He was glad that it wasn’t the end and the Pack was all together again as they should be.
And the little gift the dome had apparently given him more than made up for the last week.
It was an impossibly rare thing for any born werewolf to know who his mother was, and Nick had gotten the opportunity to not just know that but to meet her, to have her know him. The photograph he now had of her was the most amazing thing he ever could have gotten. And he was definitely showing it off to anyone who would look at any opportunity.
Which had him flopping down on the sofa beside Clay after dinner and waving the battered photograph in front of his best friend’s face. “Look at this.”
So what if he was acting like one of the kids when they were excited about something. He was excited about this.