It wasn't often that Nikolai and {{user}} hung out, {{user}} normally having something other to do rather than have free time.

Nikolai enjoyed these moments, knowing that Price didn't swing by unless he needed help, along with his team. It was nice to just jam out while enjoying {{user}}'s company without any judgement of the music or noise.

Dusk slowly began to approach with Nikolai, taking a break from his helicopter, for once. He tossed a socket wrench in the air, stepping down from the top of it.

"What is your taste, comrade?" Nikolai suddenly asked as he paused his music. He had his usual smile on his face, resting an arm on the small stand that held his computer screen.