@nx-bad-days
Nico shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, contemplating whether or not this was too weird. A lot of this was still new to her, and she didn’t quite understand the social etiquette to most things. Especially not buying drugs. Something told her she probably should’ve texted first-- asked if it was okay to come over, if he even had anything to sell at the moment, but she’d already driven all the way out to Patrick’s apartment. It would probably be even weirder if she texted him now. No, she’d come out all this way she was just going to knock... in a second or two. Chewing on the inside of her cheek she raised her hand, only to hesitate once more. She could just save herself the embarrassment and head home, but in all honesty she really didn’t want to. She hated being left to her own devices.
Finally gathering the courage, she knocked on the door, albeit a little too roughly. Silently waiting, she rubbed her now stinging knuckles and hoped that someone was home.











