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While the thought of being strangled by Marcus certainly wasn't appealing, since Nick had little doubt that it was a possibility if he entered the station again, it wasn't just the man's threat that deterred him. One of Nick's coworkers at the delivery service left, leaving him and another guy to pick up the slack; however, Nick got the majority of the delivery work, seeing as he had more free time of the two. The manager was trying to find someone to fill in the extra slot, but for a while had no luck. This prevented him from seeing Tal much, so when time arose that he didn't have to work, he spent it with her rather than hunting down information for the police. It didn't help that Marcus was hounding Nick with rude text messages.
At first, Nick would reply to say he was working on it. Then, annoyance and frustration set in and he ended up ignoring the messages altogether, not even bothering to read them. He knew he couldn't put it off for too long or else he'd wind up in jail for sure; and if that happened, the Prescotts would revoke all visits with Tal. They had been strangely generous with them, perhaps thinking that Nick had turned himself around from the punk they thought he was. Nick took advantage of the days off he got when his boss finally found another delivery boy and chose to spend the first with Tal. Without fail, the next day, he would get back to work on gathering intel, even if he didn't relish the thought of having to see Marcus.
"...and she said that... I was like.." Tal's words mostly went in one ear and out the other whilst talking to Nick. He was interested in her welfare and to hear how she was doing in school, but he wasn't interested in the lengthy babble about her social life - unless there was a boy he needed to intimidate. Tal was hugging his arm as they walked, carrying a couple of bags in her free hand. "I've been trying to talk mom and dad into letting you join us over the holidays, but they keep putting off answering me." She said and looked up at him sympathetically. "Don't push your luck. It's amazing they even let me see you as often as they do." Nick said to which Tal agreed softly and with disappointment. He scrambled to find something to say to her.
"Well - That's a while away yet, anyway. So don't worry about it for now, 'kay?" Nick smiled reassuringly, reestablishing the positive atmosphere between them. Tal dragged him over to a store window to admire the displays, cheerful again.
At first, Nick would reply to say he was working on it. Then, annoyance and frustration set in and he ended up ignoring the messages altogether, not even bothering to read them. He knew he couldn't put it off for too long or else he'd wind up in jail for sure; and if that happened, the Prescotts would revoke all visits with Tal. They had been strangely generous with them, perhaps thinking that Nick had turned himself around from the punk they thought he was. Nick took advantage of the days off he got when his boss finally found another delivery boy and chose to spend the first with Tal. Without fail, the next day, he would get back to work on gathering intel, even if he didn't relish the thought of having to see Marcus.
"...and she said that... I was like.." Tal's words mostly went in one ear and out the other whilst talking to Nick. He was interested in her welfare and to hear how she was doing in school, but he wasn't interested in the lengthy babble about her social life - unless there was a boy he needed to intimidate. Tal was hugging his arm as they walked, carrying a couple of bags in her free hand. "I've been trying to talk mom and dad into letting you join us over the holidays, but they keep putting off answering me." She said and looked up at him sympathetically. "Don't push your luck. It's amazing they even let me see you as often as they do." Nick said to which Tal agreed softly and with disappointment. He scrambled to find something to say to her.
"Well - That's a while away yet, anyway. So don't worry about it for now, 'kay?" Nick smiled reassuringly, reestablishing the positive atmosphere between them. Tal dragged him over to a store window to admire the displays, cheerful again.