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[ it's after his meet-up with his supervisor that he gets a call from robin to babysit alice. of course he says 'yes' -- he has nothing planned for the day & would never consciously turn down time with his niece. & like he told robin before, more free air should do him some good; who knows, if he's feeling better in mind, the body might follow. (he didn't really believe that since the damage from the accident has been said to be absolute, but a little bit of feigned hope wasn't too heavy to carry around.)

that's the context to their current scenario: at the park with alice, doing whatever she wants until it's time for lunch & ice cream. time with uncle nick is the time to get spoiled, so he doesn't worry too much about feeding her nutritional things; he's pretty sure his ~~mom~~ sis has that covered anyway. ]

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[ while turning eighteen was quite a big deal (and cause for a huge celebration, considering how his family operated) there was another thing of importance that he needed to do. this is why he's on his way to nick's apartment complex, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel while humming a familiar tune (from the radio? he's not sure). as usual he's there pretty quickly, parking in his usual spot before stepping out of the car for a leisurely stroll to the entrance.

it seems like only a few seconds before he's in front of nick's apartment's door, taking a moment to himself to look at it a little fondly. (it'll probably be the last time he sees it, after all. even he felt sentimental sometimes.) lifts a hand to knock his usual three times, a smile coming to his face when he thinks of what he wants to say. ]

[ at the customary three knocks, he glances up in slight surprise. after a moment of staring, he puts his book aside & gets to his feet to move toward the door. he's always caught off guard a little to hear the knocks these days, always expecting those visit(s) to be the last -- to part without ceremony would fit them, after all.

unlocks the door & lets it swing open, stepping back in wordless invitation. moves back to the couch, though he doesn't sit back down to read again. instead, he marks his spot & puts it aside to face the boy. pauses briefly before he speaks, considering several answers & then seems to decide to settle on a neutral one. ]

How's college? Living up to your expectations?

[ droops a little when nick's words get to him first, but that smile is there in another second when he's asked the question. moves further inside after shutting the door behind him, wandering towards nick until he circles the man to plop himself down on the couch. ]

Yeah, I'm actually having a lot of fun! I didn't expect much, but I have nice professors. Plus I have my muse there, so everything is going along smoothly.

[ settles himself down on the couch as well, leaning back against the cushions. ]

Joined any clubs yet?

Not yet, I'm still deciding. [ scoots closer to him, if only because he's curious. ] Did you join any when you were in college?

[ glances at him briefly & then considers the question. ]

Other than the student art club, a couple of charity-based ones. And basketball for a year.

[ looks surprised, blinking a few times. ]

Basketball? Really?

[ looks amused. ]

Yeah, really. I didn't do just art.

[ smiles again at that. ]

Well, I think that's a good thing. I was only good at PE in high school, but other than that I'm not the type to break a sweat on the field.

It might be the type of sport. You tried any racquet sports?

Tennis, at one point in time. [ pauses, thinking about it. ] Well, I tried to do it with my family but they're not exactly the uh. Most "active" of people.

[ snorts, amused again, but not necessarily surprised. ]

Try it with people that actually have an affinity for it.

Such wise words of wisdom. [ leans forward, placing his elbows on his knees so he can properly prop his head up. ] I'll give it another go when I find someone who is willing.

[ nods. ]

Never know. You might end up liking it.

[ smiles and nods. ]

Maybe! I guess we'll have to wait and see.

[ there's a pause here when his expression changes, sitting up again slowly. shifts his eyes over at him again. ]

Can I ask you a question?

[ blinks at the sudden question & frowns a little in confusion, but ends up nodding anyway. ]

Sure.

Um. It was my birthday yesterday. [ plays with his hands a little bit, tilting his head in confusion once he looks up at nick again. ] So why haven't you kicked me out yet?

[ is silent for a moment & then he's shifting so that he's sitting on the couch properly with no slouch. glances at lyssa & then looks away, thinking. ]

. . . I think. [ another pause, wording his next phrase carefully. ] A better question would be why you haven't walked out yet.

[ looks surprised at that, then confused. tries to reason that question out for a moment.

... ? ]

Why would I walk out?

[ raises an eyebrow. ]

Why wouldn't you?

Because you haven't told me to leave yet. [ pauses, considering him momentarily. ] I mean, if you still need something, then I'm fine with that. But I've expired, haven't I?

[ & his eyebrow... goes even higher. lifts a hand to his face. ]

Okay. [ what? ] Why don't you explain that logic first?

[ sits back on the couch a little, nodding slightly. ]

Well, you only like people underage, don't you? That's why you kept me around, right? Now that I'm eighteen, I've expired.

[ leans back into the cushions into his original spot so that he can slide the hand over his eyes, exasperated. sighs. ]

And here we have a pitfall of generalization.

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