[When he was seven, a waitress gave him a candy cane and a coloring book. When he was fourteen, he stole one of those little red kettles right out from under a bell ringer's nose - it had just over seventeen dollars and a stick of gum in it, and it took him the better part of a day to get at it.
And that's pretty much the totality of Nick's experience with Christmas. Holidays are for families, people who have other people to celebrate with, not ones who are on the run. It's not like he's the grinch - he doesn't really have any hard feelings towards the people who do have trees and a ham on the table. That just hasn't been his life, and right now he wouldn't trade with them.
Hawaii was a spur of the moment idea, the kind that Nick excels at. But hey, it's warm, beautiful, and there's plenty of beaches which means plenty of fish for Andyr to bust a nut over. And of all those beautiful beaches on the island, they just happen to find one that's "clothing optional." Of course, Nick chose the naked option (because you always go with the naked option) and is now watching him from under the white faux fur brim of his Santa hat, comfortably sprawled on the sand.
The hat doesn't count, and neither would something else that Nick can think of.]
A bow. [Nick says the word like it's been on the tip of his tongue or elusively at the edge of his mind.] That's what you need. One well placed ribbon and Christmas really would come early.
nude hawaiian beaches, merry christmas
And that's pretty much the totality of Nick's experience with Christmas. Holidays are for families, people who have other people to celebrate with, not ones who are on the run. It's not like he's the grinch - he doesn't really have any hard feelings towards the people who do have trees and a ham on the table. That just hasn't been his life, and right now he wouldn't trade with them.
Hawaii was a spur of the moment idea, the kind that Nick excels at. But hey, it's warm, beautiful, and there's plenty of beaches which means plenty of fish for Andyr to bust a nut over. And of all those beautiful beaches on the island, they just happen to find one that's "clothing optional." Of course, Nick chose the naked option (because you always go with the naked option) and is now watching him from under the white faux fur brim of his Santa hat, comfortably sprawled on the sand.
The hat doesn't count, and neither would something else that Nick can think of.]
A bow. [Nick says the word like it's been on the tip of his tongue or elusively at the edge of his mind.] That's what you need. One well placed ribbon and Christmas really would come early.
[Innuendo? You decide, Andyr.]