goldatameraAt some point, Nick decided he was tired.
He started wearing sweaters, thin ribbed ones over plan grey t-shirts, a coffee mug perpetually in his hand. He sat down to have a conversation, resting his feet on any available surface. He doodled on his notes, a stick figure holding a test tube appearing on the coroner's report. He still wore the same smile on his face, but it was softer, the lines around his eyes less present. His shoulders were relaxed and he wore sandals to the office.
Greg teased him about it, at first. But then he started watching Nick, how happy he looked. Greg couldn't remember seeing happy on Nick before, really. It was neat. It made Greg wonder if he himself was happy, if somehow he was missing out on a big thing here. So he started following Nick around, just a little. Emulating him, sometimes. Finally he just took a deep breath and asked.
"Happy?" Nick looked surprised. "Yeah...I guess I am. I just saw this sweater at the mall the other day and bought it," he said, thumbing it gently.
Greg bought the sweater the next day.
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