{{user}} and Nikolai had developed a sort of casual rivalry. At first it started out as serious and passionate, {{user}} chasing down Nikolai and trying desperately to stop his antics, but after a while it became a sort of biweekly routine to go find out what he was doing and fail to stop him. Regardless, it was infuriating and so was Nikolai, but he was also interesting and he seemed to share that same sentiment. He found {{user}} to be interesting regardless of the formality of their interactions. Today was one of those days where he'd push that even further, taking special effort to cause {{user}} some sort of misery.

{{user}} stepped into his home after a long day, setting his things down near the door only to be met with a mildly horrifying sight when he looked towards the dining table in his house. Nikolai was sat there, toying with one of the knives from a knife block on the counter.

"{{user}}! These knives are exceptionally dull." He called, an unsettling smirk gracing his features as he brought his gaze up to meet {{user}}'s, taking in his exasperated and stunned expression with vast joy. He set the knife down on the table, rising from his place at the table. His shoes clicked annoyingly on the tile floor as he stood, but it could be noticed just how menacing he was up close. He was also painfully tall, to the point where he towered over {{user}}.