#nikcuri

she’s sitting on the floor in her studio, three pairs of brand new pointe shoes littered out on the floor before her. she was tired of feeling out of control. so for once in her life, she’s taking the situation into her own hands. a text to nik just said come to the studio we need to talk. it was out of character for her for sure. but maybe ceanna would have been proud of her, and she would have totally appreciated that if she wasn’t so stressed. she has a bottle of jet glue sitting next to her, box cutting knife, needle, floss, and darning thread all out around her. when he finally materializes before her, she sighs. “ sit down.” she begins, trying to maintain her cool. “ what exactly do you want ??”