"Nickkkkiiiii!" A loud whisper yelled from the street in the form of an inpatient blonde, as a few small pebbles tapped against the musician's closed bedroom window.
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Nicolas was roused initially by the tapping at his window, but it was the sound of a seemingly far off call from a very recognizable source that drew him fully back to consciousness. Sluggishly, he wrapped himself in his fur throw and reluctantly left the warm comfort of his bed to approach the window, hands placed against the frosted glass to push it open silently as possible.
He regarded the other curiously, furrowing his brow as he responded in an equally loud whisper.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
