Because this song is stuck on repeat in my head:
current mood: tired
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Note to Mun: Ella Enchanted is just WRONG. Fuck you. </3 Nicholas
He threw up. That didn't happen all that often, but this time it did. Being angry with Anne ('your wife' his mind supplied, and he managed to hold back the new surge of nausea, but only just) had always made him sick, but now there wasn't even the chance to make up for it. To talk and tease and make things right.
Now his anger hand nowhere to go but inward. Surges of self-loathing blended with overwhelming depression. Thank god he'd thrown out his book of phone numbers and e-mail addresses when Anne had appeared in his life, or he might start with the A's and work his way through until he died of exhaustion.
Dramatic? You bet your arse.
So instead, he tossed back a quarter of a bottle of whiskey, chased it with equal parts tequila and managed a good 10 minutes of "you stupid fucking asshole" before he took off to the bathroom, glad for once of being alone so he didn't have to explain anything. Nor did he have to explain the little cache of pills. He'd always been a sucker for pills. Something about taking them, then waiting until it all hit him at once. The first surge of buzz was probably the third best thing in the world.
After his daughter's smile and every moment in his wife's arms.
One pill for Anne's eyes. One for her smile. One for the way she looked just after they made love. One for her way of knowing him much too well.
It was the fourth that set his head spinning.
One more for her way of always driving him mad. One for the first time she left. One more for the second time.
He always was shit at fighting.
(He's angsting. That's all this is.)
1. Your Name:
2. Are we friends?
3. Do you have a crush/attracted to me?
4. Would you kiss me?
5. ...with tongue?
6. Would you enjoy it?
7. Would you ever ask me out or go out with me if I ask you out?
8. Would you make a move on me in a movie theater?
9. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
10. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
11. Do you want to tell me something that you couldn't before?
12. If you heard a rumor about me, would you defend me?
13. Do you think I'm a good person?
14. Would you let me sleep with you (in the same bed)?
15. Do you think I'm hot?
16. Would you call me just because?
17. Would you ever listen to my problems even if they don't involve you?
18. If you could change anything about me, would you?
19. Would you have sex with me?
20. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
21. What do you like most about me (looks and/or personality)?
22. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?
23. (Individual question of your choice)
If you could meet one LIVING person in the world, who would it be?
For Jillian:
Shoes? Why would Nicky EVER buy his girl more SHOES?
(Because he's completely MAD, apparently, and doesn't mind tripping over shoes CONSTANTLY)
To ORGANIZE all of the shoes in the house 4 Shoe cabinets.
a BOX of Post-it cubes and a pack of 25 pens imprinted with her name
A gift certificate to Damsel
(a gift from his parents, his aunt and uncle AND himself)
And, the present he's most proud of:
Two tickets to see the Kaiser Chiefs 28 February, at the O2 Arena.
To Kie:
About a million things from here because REALLY, both of them are 12 year olds at heart.
To Chris:
a huge basket of spa products and a robe, slippers and throw.
Plus a night of free babysitting so Kie and Chris can go out (or hell, stay in. He doesn't really give a shit)
To Nichola:
Oh my GOD The boy bought baby clothes.
(Gifts for his parents and other siblings will be added later. <3)
Nicky picked Jillian up, carrying her to the couch. The bed was too far from the door and god forbid they missed their food delivery. They'd actually have to leave the house then. That would be a tragedy. No, really.
Just a note:
Nicky's entire LJ is backed up on my computer, and should anything disappear for any reason? It'll be back.
(Working on stuff, and just thought I'd let everyone know)
The state of the muse address:
There will now be two versions of Nicholas Jekyll. Both will be played from this journal.
The first version, the version that is married to Antigone Grace, shall continue on as things have been. His year with Anne will be referenced, and you can expect Drama Drama Drama. He'll be leaning a LOT on his friends and family. Rogue may have to make trips to London (heh) and he'll likely be making trips to New York to spend time with his family and friends there.
The other version is dating and living with Jillian Parker. They met when they were both 22 and spent a year flirting and teasing each other (driving each other mad, thank you). (Their story is just beginning, really)
Entries will be Fairly OBVIOUS, and tagged.
Nicky sat at the computer, composing (as much as possible. He hadn't written a whole song in a month, easily.) and waiting for Anne to show up. He'd promised he'd be home all night, and it's not like sitting at the bar NOT getting drunk was all that fun. St. Sebastian and the Sinners had no gigs currently (his lack of motivation wasn't helping their getting jobs, honestly) but he was planning to work on that over the next few days.
He was unconsciously tapping his foot while he waited.
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