Friends With A Giant (Nikolai)

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

It was a long day. A long day of nothing that is. Desk duty was the worst thing imaginable, and all Levi wanted was to get out there and actually do some good in this crazy world. In time hopefully that would be a reality, but until then, he’d just have to suck up what he was given. Besides, he was the one who chose to get a job. He didn’t have to, especially with his new found inheritance. Which was more than a burden rather than a blessing. In the six months that have passed since his father’s funeral Levi has not returned to his childhood house, nor has he opened the mysterious envelope that is stuffed under his mattress back home.

None of that matter right now though. It was just a thought in the back of his head. What mattered now was that he was out of work and after going home for a bit to play with his puppies and walk the dogs he found himself taking his usual seat at the corner of the bar. It was his bar, well, not actually his bar. But he had felt an attachment over the years and although it was Matt’s bar. Levi couldn’t help but call it his own.

Levi pushed the thoughts out of his head. He had gotten much better at that over the years. He was drinking his usual whiskey sour. He was about three in, starting on his fourth when he realized he’d soon have to give away all the puppies. All he could think about was how Luna must feel losing her children. They’d go to good homes of course, but still. They were her puppies.

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Tag: Nikolai Volkov

[Nikolai Volkov]

On the nights were Nikolai actually had time to himself since he was off from worked, he enjoyed going to Matt's. I was quiet in comparison to the other bars, and had a sort of homey air to it that Nikolai enjoyed. Konstantin would've loved it. Strangely enough, that did not bother him so much now; thinking about his brother. It still stung, but after visiting his parents he felt better. Relieved even. Maybe he had finally found peace? Or at least a little bit anyways.

But even if he was feeling better, he wasn't about to dwell on it. Instead he just headed into the bar and ordered vodka before he spotted Levi and smirked. Sitting down next to the man once he got his drink, Nikolai smirked. "Well, never would've expected to see you here." He said sarcastically, taking a drink of his vodka. "Ah. But how are you really Levi? I feel like I haven't seen you in a while. My pack misses their friends."

It was true though. His German Shepards really were missing their friends badly.

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

The cool liquid sat in his mouth for a moment. Levi one for appreciating the taste of good whiskey. He’d come a long way. Proud that he didn’t turn into a disgraceful alcoholic, which was where he was heading a few years ago. Yet here he was now. Able to have a few drinks every so often and not have the urge to drink with the intentions of getting drunk. Little Levi was all grown up now. He smirked at the thought of him being a grown up. For him, he still wasn’t a grown up. He never understood what exactly it was that determined if someone was or not. Age perhaps? Who knows?

More important things we at hand. What was he to do with five adorable puppies? The liquid sloshed around in his mouth before he finally forced it down his throat. Levi’s head turned the instant he heard a voice that was all too familiar to him. “You know how I am man. I’m always living life on edge, mixing it up a bit.” His hazel eyes glanced at Nikolai. Glad to see a friend after a long day of nothing. He let out a chuckle and took another sip of his drink.

He ran his free hand through his hair. “I’m alright. Work was annoying.” He said flatly. He shook his head slightly, not wanting to get into work. He would go off if he did. Shifting in his seat, he turned to face his friend. The giant that he was always made Levi feel a tad insignificant, but there was nothing like joking around that couldn’t fix that. “I missed ya too man. Not climbing down any more beanstalks are ya?” The mention of Nik’s dogs sparked something in Levi. “Oh I don’t think I told you!” Levi’s eyes went wide with excitement. “Remember when I told you Luna had been acting weird?” He asked. Instead of waiting for a response from his friend he quickly continued without missing a beat. “She was pregnant. She had puppies!” He exclaimed, a little too loud probably as a few heads around the bar turned to look at Levi. He recoiled his hands that had been thrown in the air. There was no need to be that loud. Perhaps this would be his last drink tonight.

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Tag: Nikolai Volkov

[Nikolai Volkov]

Nikolai chuckled as he took the seat next to Levi, smirking at him. "So this is the edge?" He asked, teasing as he looked around at the bar before looking at Levi again. "It's good to see you again, friend." Nikolai added honestly, glad to see his friend after what felt like far too long. He was glad to hear Levi was alright, but he had to chuckle a little at his mention of work. "Let me guess, they've got you behind the desk mostly?" Nikolai said, but he moved on when Levi did.

"No, no more beanstalks for me." Nikolai confirmed with a smirk. But then he regarded Levi with curiosity as his friend grew excited. "Yes, you did mention-" Nikolai started before Levi cut him off. Nikolai blinked at the news, but then broke into a smile, unbothered that he had been interrupted. "That's great news Levi! How many pups did she have?" Nikolai had to ask, feeling happy and excited for his friend.

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

“This is the edge. Welcome to the wild side.” He said with a chuckle. He was glad to have someone he could bounce off of. Not everybody shared the same sense of humor as he did. Some would say it could be on the harsher side. Levi was a kid a heart, he liked to joke around when he could.

Levi finished off the rest of his drink. Knowing it’d be his last of the night he savored the taste for as long as he could. He gave his friend a pat on the back, “It’s good to see you too man.” He pushed his empty glass away from him. Tempted to have just one more, but he knew better then to do so. “How’d you know?” He asked genuinely surprised that he guessed that correctly. “You know I’m better then paperwork. I could be of use on the streets. Not behind a desk.” He said, stopping himself before it turned into a never ending rant. This is why people hate their lives and jobs. Because this is what they turn into. He refused to let it happen to him, even though it seemed as though it was starting to.

“She had five. They are all adorable little balls of fur. The question is I have to figure out what to do with them. There is no way I can keep them all in that tiny apartment of mine. No matter how much I want to.” He said. He knew he’d have to do something. He didn’t want to give them to a shelter. He wanted them to go to good homes. Perhaps he’d put up an ad.

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Tag: Nikolai Volkov