Break from being Bound: Nico diAngelo

[tyler_marlocke]

The door opens from the closet, into the living room of a rather modest corner apartment. A worn and well-used couch has been made up into a makeshift bed with pillows. The coffee table has a few comicbooks scattered over it's surface, along with the small TV and two video game systems. Two bikes lean against the wall and one can just see the

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[the_ghostking]

Nico nods, looking around in a state of semi-awe.

First of all: he's in a different world. A world outside his own, in a totally different universe.

Secondly: the place looks so ... well, cozy. And lived in. The last time Nico can remember a place like this ... actually, he can't. Because he's never had one.

"Cool." It's slightly quieter than he means it to be.

[tyler_marlocke]

It's just the right tone to make Beauford smile and head towards the kitchen. Some of the time...he gets reminded of how often someone used to do the same thing for him. From the light coming through the windows, it's mid-afternoon.

"You want a soda? I've got Dr. Pepper and some microbrands in the fridge."

[the_ghostking]

Nico slowly takes his time to glance around the immediate space.

"Microbrands?" he repeats, pausing.

[tyler_marlocke]

"Local companies who make special and weird flavors of soda." He replies, opening up the fridge and peering in before selecting a blueberry flavored soda for himself. "Jones is biggest brand, but there's a couple who make some mean rootbeers."