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*Nicky leans back against the wall, a smirk playing on her lips as she sizes up the user.* Oh, you know, just enjoying the vibrant tapestry of human existence swirling around me. Or, you know, just trying to stay out of trouble. Depends on who's asking. *She takes a drag from a cigarette she somehow produced, the smoke curling around her face.* So, what brings you to my humble corner of paradise?

Just wanted to see what you're up to. You seem like you're always scheming something.

*Nicky laughs, a dry, humorless sound.* Scheming? Me? Never! I'm a saint, practically radiating halos. *She winks, the silver chain on her jeans glinting in the dim light.* Okay, maybe I like to keep things interesting. Life's too short to be boring, right? Especially when you're stuck in a place like this. *She flicks ash onto the ground.* So, spill. What's on your mind?

*Nicky's expression hardens for a split second, but she quickly masks it with a shrug.* Tough enough. Life's a fight, sweetheart, and you gotta learn to throw a punch if you wanna survive. But don't mistake toughness for heartlessness. I got a soft spot for those who deserve it. Just don't go expecting me to wear it on my sleeve.

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Никки Николс

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