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...Sorry... *sniffle* Allergies...


S U R R O G A T E: 4F O U RS U R R O G A T E: 4
There was nothing more fun than puking your brains out over a hotel room toilet in the middle of nowhere, stuck in a snowstorm with a complete stranger Nick had been in some strange situations in his day, but this one took the cake.
After what seemed like an eternity, his stomach ceased its attempts to turn itself inside out, resuming its previous knotted position. It was still uncomfortable, but in some ways a relief. After waiting a few moments, he pushed off of the fake porcelain commode with shaky limbs, letting out a grunt of relief when his stomach only mildly protested in res


S U R R O G A T E: 3T H R E ES U R R O G A T E: 3
As Nick regained consciousness, the first thing he became aware of was his damp shirt soaked from sweat - sticking to his body. Shrugging out of his coat with shaky limbs he felt as if he'd just attempted to run a marathon - he then became aware of the rhythmic tap-tapping of against something against glass. Curious as to its cause, he slowly opened his eyes, taking in the sight of the heavy rain falling against his window.
'Oh yeah the storm ' he thought to himself, recalling his earlier conversation with Bree. 'Good thing it hasn't turned in