So I got an apartment.
It's for when Henrik wants/needs to stay with me and I seriously need to get it furnished as soon as possible because, surprise, he's going to be staying with me in October when Nik and Care go gallivanting off to Paris and such.
....Fuck, I don't want to furniture shop.
Also niece. I have a niece. I don't even what
Guess what? I have a place for us to stay when you want to see me now. Do you want to come with me one day this week to pick out a bed for your room?
I sort of feel like we got off on the wrong foot, there. And, well, I'd had my assumptions that she was Nik's from the things you were saying but it just didn't add up and...yeah, all right, I doubted the truth of it. But Nik's talked to us and assured the truth of it and I think I should probably somehow be nicer to my niece's mother.
So, hi. I'm Kol.
The dead brother I suppose you won't ever actually meet me back home, but hi?