http://damned-visitors.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] damned-visitors.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-10-22 02:09 am (UTC)

"Yeah. Big coincidence."

That familiar, bored-as-usual voice came from behind Joshua's back. And there he was - a brunet, head-to-toe in teenage fashion's finest, with no lack of zippers or sportiness.

Nick was crossing his arms. (Had they been expecting him to be doing anything else?) Though he shot the faintest smile to Nicole, his body language was a little closed. He preferred walking around outside to the stuffiness of a single room in a box like this, where there were so many rules, where he wasn't really afforded the option to do what he wanted, how he wanted, when he wanted. And wasn't that the point of living?

"I'm here to tell you to hurry up with the treatment and get out," he said matter-of-factly.

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