⠀ [nicholas takes his moment of silence to inhale and exhale slowly, his eyes almost devoid of all life—- trapped in an endless void, never to crawl out of. taking a look at them now, anyone could see the stark difference between them; her with her pink clothes and bubbly attitude, then him with his lifeless demeanor and dark clothes. the polar opposites.] there is no ‘correct way’ to life. you live it however you please. clearly, you /love/ being happy. [a statement that, while it may come off as harsh, is spoken with a softness that would never be expected to come from him of all people.]