For Nik, it was a neutral day. He sort of owed Chef Kevin for stealing a portion of his kitchen yesterday so he had volunteered (through Zoe) to help in the kitchen. Right now though, he was kind of taking a break out in the sunlight and smoking a cigarette. Kind of like Gor had, he was kind of watching the sun out of the corner of his eyes, watching his shadow for movement...
It switched on him once while he'd been distracted and now he was trying to figure out how his shadow had gotten on the other side of his feet. "So fucking doomed," he said aloud, assuming he was alone because really so many people had disappeared. Crouching down closer to the deck (like that would help him figure out how the sun had bounced his shadow), he started to settle deep in thought... To stare at his shadow. Daring it to bounce with the sun.