author’s note: Happy Canada Day! This is a tiny excerpt from a much, much larger story I started back in 2008 or so. All you gotta know is that Nick's human. Don't ask me how. It just came about. Maybe he stumbled upon a four leaf clover or a Jinn or something.
word count: 748
disclaimer: they don’t belong to me, no money is being made. I’m only borrowing them.
summary: Nick and Natalie celebrate Canada Day...sort of
The air outside is warm and the view of the harbor from the roof of his building is unobstructed. Recently building contractors have been sniffing around looking for prime real estate to develop and for the moment the neighborhood is devoid of construction cranes and makeshift protected sidewalks. Now if only Natalie would decide to grace him with her presence. She’s on night shift rotation again and Nick is hoping that she’s able to trade off the rest of her shift before tonight’s festivities begin.
The sound of the garage opening down below announces Natalie’s arrival home as Nick takes another sip from his beer. Wine just doesn’t seem appropriate for a summer night outside with the woman he loves and a Canada Day light show compliments of the city of Toronto. It’ll only be a matter of minutes before she finds his note downstairs alerting her to his whereabouts. The minutes tick by slowly for Nick before the rooftop door finally opens and she emerges still dressed from work but also bearing a bowl of popcorn.
“You made it,” Nick says, stating the obvious.
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