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where: christos' place who: @hardtolcve (mikki) & christos galanis

Out of the two of them, Mikki had always been the more talkative, the more eager one to fill the silence with lively conversation. It was something that he'd initially found disconcerting--before they were what they are now, before he'd officially fallen for her, back when he was resistant to letting anyone into his life that wasn't work or family. She'd been over at his place most of the day, vacillating between curling up with a book and working on her novel. Things that didn't require much, if any, conversation really, but Christos knew her well enough by now to understand her silence as something else. "So," the male started, setting down a glass of wine in front of where she sat, a beer heavy in his own hand, "I don't think you're pissed at me anymore, which means this whole you bein' silent thing is due to something else." Brow arched, and a sip of his drink was taken. "Everything okay? Your mom?"

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where: the elevator of the bellagio hotel, las vegas who: @heyymikki & niko dimopoulos

When you have as many cousins as Niko, large celebrations are practically a regular occurrence, and it usually means that he's roped into participating, whether he's up for it or not. This time, it was his cousin Lukas' bachelor party, and, predictably, Lukas wanted to do things the 'American way' and jet off to Vegas. Unfortunately for Niko, his protests usually had some effect within Los Santos, but within his own family, it was a different story. The first part of the night followed the expected script, with Niko keeping a low profile and tagging along with the rest of the guys. However, after a few hours and a steady flow of drinks, Niko found himself starting to relax, engaging in lively conversations and sporting a smile more frequently than usual. Perhaps he wasn't hitting the dance floor or making a drunken fool of himself, but still, he seemed happy-ish for once, which was a stark contrast to his usual demeanor.

By the time the clock struck two in the morning, Niko was more than ready to head back to his room, much to the disappointment of his ten cousins. "Hey, hey, we're meeting in the lobby at ten AM," Niko hollered above the cacophony of his male relatives as the elevator doors slid open. He was determined to make himself heard over their overlapping conversations. "The plane won't wait around, and neither will I. Got it? Καληνύχτα." With a small wave, he stepped into the elevator, noticing an unfamiliar blonde woman standing in the corner. Niko paid her no mind, pressed the button for his floor, and stepped back. He breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors finally closed, the quiet that followed a warm welcome. "Jesus," the male muttered under his breath, leaning back against the wall.