Nick gave a little nod, looking thoughtfully at the phone for a moment before turning his head to face the other way. No sense even risking it, really, after all.
"This is going to go down in history as the shittiest selfie ever," he decided, before shoving his shades up to rest on his forehead and taking a quick photo. A moment later, once he had his eyes covered again, he gave the picture a thoughtful once-over. "Yep."
It was good to know that he'd called it. He set the phone down on the bed while Hannibal worked. On the off chance that his... whatever... his curse extended to pixels (which he doubted), it was probably a good idea to wait until Hannibal didn't have a needle in his arm before potentially stunning him for a moment.
"And I'm not attached to the shirt any. Cut snowflakes out of the damn thing if you want."
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Date: 2014-07-04 05:00 pm (UTC)"This is going to go down in history as the shittiest selfie ever," he decided, before shoving his shades up to rest on his forehead and taking a quick photo. A moment later, once he had his eyes covered again, he gave the picture a thoughtful once-over. "Yep."
It was good to know that he'd called it. He set the phone down on the bed while Hannibal worked. On the off chance that his... whatever... his curse extended to pixels (which he doubted), it was probably a good idea to wait until Hannibal didn't have a needle in his arm before potentially stunning him for a moment.
"And I'm not attached to the shirt any. Cut snowflakes out of the damn thing if you want."