What it Was || Sylar & Nick || V8 W4 Wednesday Morning
@intuitivegray
After the events of the previous day, Nick was left understandably shaken. He'd seen so many terrifying, awful things in his life, and yet the prospect of the total isolation he saw in his future was the scariest. It was a little strange, and definitely the only thing on his mind as he half-assed his way around the building. One or two days of a shitty job would be passable, right? Especially after a thing like this.
As much as he’d like to stay reclusive before he got his nerve back, apparently it wasn’t to be. His phone rang about an hour into his work day, apparently some kind of problem with the air-conditioning in an office. Now, Nick’s ability to fix these kinds of things was still in its infancy, but he knew his way around a screwdriver at least. So he made his way up, knocked on the door, and entered giving the man inside a friendly wave. “You called about busted AC?”