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niklausr:

“I’d have to deal with a very miserable best friend if this game was real.” giving up the ability to read would really be devastating for both of them, that’s for sure. “Oh yeah, I’m the same way. I don’t like silence. Never have.” he shook his head. Niklaus was the type of person that needed noise in the background, at all times. Even when he was sleeping. Having the fan on certainly helped a lot. “That’s true though, you talk a lot. A nice little break from that constant chatter might be nice.” the blond teased jokingly, finishing off his beer and setting it down with his other empty bottle. “Just kidding. You know I enjoy a chatterbox best friend.” He smiled as she shifted on the floor to get more comfortable. Niklaus might have worked today, but he knew that Allison’s job was a lot more exhausting than his was. “You okay down there? Need a massage?” he playfully tapped his hand over her legs as she set them down over his lap. “I wouldn’t say they’re scary…just probably wouldn’t want other people reading my mind. Just like I wouldn’t wanna read other people’s minds. What if I read your mind and found out that you actually secretly hate me huh? That would suck so bad.” he teased.

“Ah, you know me, I’d try to make the best of it,” she mused, a half smile forming on her face. “At least I would have been able to read at some point, and would have the memory of it.” She shrugged lightly. Chuckling softly, she looked over at him. “I can be silent,” she insisted playfully, pursing her lips a bit and softly smacking his arm at his statement. “You’d miss my talking too much, however.” Waiting a beat, she nodded her head and pointed at him when he said he enjoyed her being a chatterbox. “See. You’d miss it.”

“A massage would be nice,” she responded after smiling when he tapped her legs, getting up from the floor and lying down on the couch on her stomach so he could massage her back. “The tension is near my neck and a bit lower,” she told him, setting her beer down on the floor. Hopefully Niklaus didn’t accidentally kick it over. “Mm,” she murmured in acknowledgement and agreement. Her own thoughts could be scary occasionally, but mostly they weren’t. Allison did, however, suffer from Bipolar II Disorder, but didn’t let a lot of people know that. Even Nik didn’t know. Her getting approximately four hours of sleep at night, cleaning and being full of energy, that was more than just her personality. Laughing softly, Allison lay her head to the side and rested it against the couch. “I’m letting someone I hate rub my back, you’re completely right,” she teased, biting down on her lip softly as she smiled. “Tell me some of your thoughts,” she challenged, looking up at him as much as she could in her position. “You’ve kind of got this mysterious vibe about you. I want to probe your mind. I’m apparently very creepy.” She smirked humorously.

“How was work?” she asked after a beat, off-topic.

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niklausr:

Listening to Allison play music on the piano was always a good way to relax. He could listen to piano music for hours and never get tired of it. He looked back at Allison when the music stopped, taking a moment to down a bit of his own beer as he waited for an answer. “I know. I think that’s how the whole would you rather game works….you either give someone two really good options, or two really bad ones and see which one they’d pick.” Niklaus teased, nodding in agreement to her answer. If he had to choose between the two, he’d definitely go with the no reading option. The man couldn’t live without his music. He’d go insane. When she gave him two options to choose from, Niklaus didn’t need much time to decide which one he’d pick. “Oh, time travel for sure. It’d be fucking cool to go back in time and have a meal with like….an ancestor. Or even travel into the future to see what I’m going to be missing out on.” he shrugged his shoulders, laughing lightly. “Besides, I can barely handle my own thoughts. Could you imagine having to take on other peoples thoughts as well? Sounds kind of scary.” the blond admitted with a small smirk.

“I’m glad I don’t really have to give up reading,” the Australian said, a smile turning the corner of her lips. “I’m pretty fond of that ability as well...” she trailed off, giving Niklaus a small smirk. Taking another sip of beer, she leaned back from her spot on the floor against the couch, Niklaus sitting beside her. “I think I would panic if I couldn’t hear anything but silence all the time, but maybe there’d be times where it was peaceful to not hear my constant chatter.” She furrowed her eyebrows in thought and feigned an internal struggle momentarily. She finished the rest of her beer and set it down on the floor next to her, reaching for a third beer and cracking it open with the bottle opener.

Groaning to herself, she lay back against the floor and stared at the ceiling, getting comfortable, knees bent, bringing the beer to her lips again. Her back ached from work and she needed to lie down. A small smile danced on her lips as she rested her legs in Niklaus’ lap, an innocent gesture, as she listened to him speak. “Are you saying your thoughts are scary?” Allison asked curiously.

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It had become a habit now, for Niklaus to show up at Allison’s apartment unannounced to hang out after work sometimes. He always needed to wind down after a busy work day, and drinking with his best friend always helped a lot. He was on his second beer already, sitting himself on the floor of her lounge room and leaning his back against the couch. His eyes had momentarily closed while he listened to the music playing. Loud music was always calming to the blond. Then again, music in general was calming to him.

Reopening his eyes again, Niklaus turned his attention back to Allison. “Okay, serious question here— would you rather never be able to listen to music again, or never be able to read again?” he asked with a raised brow.

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Allison enjoyed the habit they’d gotten into, where Niklaus didn’t even feel the need to let her know he was coming over. He knew when she got off work (she worked a twelve hour shift at the hospital in the NICU) and generally what she did, which was grab a cup of coffee and sometimes have a few drinks after work. Allison currently sat at the piano, playing Chopin’s Ocean Etude in between drinks of beer. Stilling her fingers against the piano, she reached for the beer and took a swig, turning towards Nik at his question, looking down at him as he sat on the floor.

Clicking her tongue slightly, she gave a small shake of the head and a groan at his question. “That would be a horrible situation, for one,” Allison began, trying to seriously think of how to answer it. “That’s akin to asking if I’d rather never hear or never see again---I guess I’d rather never read again. It would break my heart to not be able to hear music,” she gave a shrug of her shoulders. And plus, Allison could play by ear, so while reading music helped a lot, she would still be able to play. “Would you rather be able to read thoughts or time travel?” Allison quipped as she got off the piano bench and joined Niklaus on the floor, throwing out a random question, crossing her legs and bringing her second beer to her lips to take another sip as she looked at him intently with a grin on her face.