( new years eve is one of a handful of days where nick actually works hard. any major partying holiday really, because there's only so many dealers in a town this size and there's even fewer working with magical products. one, actually, there's only one. find something that no one is doing and then become the best in it, right? he bounces from bar to club quite happily, hitting up friends, customers, both, until he finds one mostly filled with college attendants that haven't gotten home for the holidays.
he makes the appropriate sort of entrance for someone walking into a room and truly believing that everyone in there already adores him – most of them do, to be fair, and he's buoyant and cheerful as he flits unfocused between people. nothing holds him for long, until he spots someone new on the other side of the bar.
new people don't come in here very often. strangers don't come to town very often, but when they do, they don't usually come to bars like this one. not without a friend, certainly. colour nick intrigued. )
Writing a novel? ( nick drapes himself over the back of the chair next to naoki, head tilted curiously and lazy grin situated perfectly. ) We haven't had a writer here in years, spooky forests just don't attract like they used to.
its time!!!!
he makes the appropriate sort of entrance for someone walking into a room and truly believing that everyone in there already adores him – most of them do, to be fair, and he's buoyant and cheerful as he flits unfocused between people. nothing holds him for long, until he spots someone new on the other side of the bar.
new people don't come in here very often. strangers don't come to town very often, but when they do, they don't usually come to bars like this one. not without a friend, certainly. colour nick intrigued. )
Writing a novel? ( nick drapes himself over the back of the chair next to naoki, head tilted curiously and lazy grin situated perfectly. ) We haven't had a writer here in years, spooky forests just don't attract like they used to.