for Nikola - early July

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According to all the books she's read, a sprained ankle can hurt for approximately six to eight weeks. Mac's only had hers for two and she's already about to go insane and she doesn't think she can handle the pain and inconvenience of walking on sand with a bad ankle for much longer.

Today, she's eschewed going out and about for lazing about in her cottage with a bowl of fruit and a book on Henry Kissinger. She strongly suspects that she's read it before but she was always so busy with work back home that reading for pleasure was something she didn't really have time for and when she did, she almost never finished anything.

She hears the door swing open and assumes it's Nikola - anyone else who might visit her would have likely knocked. "Bedroom. Still nursing my war wound."

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[thedevamper]

"I hope you're naked, otherwise I'm going to be greatly disappointed." Nikola called out, tucking the box containing her presents into his suit pocket. It was obvious something was there but he wasn't going to say what yet. Let her get it out of him with her journalistic skills.

Nikola appeared through the door with a wicked grin. Ah, there she was.