Nikki had started to feel like a paranoid prisoner within these walls by now considering she did not like to stay at one place for very long. If her brother was looking for her and came here she would either become dead or dead VERY soon. Option one; Get killed by Skyler. Option two; run outside and get killed by monsters, so to say she felt a bit stressed was to put it mildly. She was a woman who must have one form of PTSD and never stayed at one location for all to long to try and avoid getting found by her brother. She had however not heard alot of rumours in a while of what he was up to and where he was located which was something that caused further stress on her. Had he gone into hiding? Had he found her and made the best plans to get her? Whilst thinking about all of this she was consumed by a horrific cold sensation in her entire body which didnt exactly help much like.. at all.
But what could she do? She was stuck here for quite a while longer after all so all laid in the gods hands now.. would she survive or get slaughtered as soon as the doors opened? It was stupidly nervwrecking to be honest. This was always the most stressful time of year for her just because of the situation at hand.
She sat by the bar area, stirring a drink the past half hour without even taken a sip of the beverage. A slightly weary sigh left her which didn't happen all to often. She was more of a "keeping-it-all-inside" woman. Her green eyes landed on the swirling drink as she felt like she wasn't very present at all, like those swirls sucked the mind into its patterns with no thought of letting her go. What was she going to do? Seriously..
NIKKI
All fun and games ~
