Disclaimer: I don't own this.
A/N: this is just a short dialog between Erik and Nadir
"you know what Nadir."
I looked up at the pathetically drunk man in front of me. Erik was currently swaying about with a half empty bottle of wine in his hand, this was bound to be his third bottle.
"I just realized something"
"What's that" I sighed.
Standing up straighter as though he was about to make a noble speech Erik proclaimed: "I am a man of flawed sophistication."
"What do you mean?"
Gesturing wildly with the bottle in his hand he continued"think about it, I buy expen..expens.."
"That's it! Fancy wine but I get drunk and I own all these books but you know what?" he giggled.
" I don't read them,'" he snorted. At this point, Erik had burst into loud inane giggles before collapsing on the couch beside me and sobbing. "No one loves Erik, my mother hated me…."
A few moments of silence passed before Erik started giggling again "I like wine…"
"I think you've had enough wine to last you a month."
"Daroga….am I going to die" Erik said suddenly sobered.
" I don't know Erik. I hope not."
"You're my friend"
" I don't have friends"
"You do now"
"Why are you my friend?"
"Because I just am! God Erik, you know what friendship is"
"No, actually I don't" Eriks voice more then hinted of bitterness.
"Sorry, I forgot. That's friendship"
" You know, sharing thoughts, forgiving when the other one screws up"
"Then I'm luck to have a friend, I should make one of the court"
"That would be fortunate, become the friend of everyone involved with the court and just ask them to forgive you, it'd take a lot of time"
"Its funny, how often I've tried to die and now when I have my chance, I fight."
"Everyone has their own instincts Erik, fight or flight, I guess you're just a fighter"
"When I was little, I used to look at the stars. What do you think the stars are daroga."
"What are you talking about? Stars are stars, nothing more."
"I don't believe that"
"Then what do you believe?"
"I don't know but they're something, they mean something"
"I'm going. See you tomorrow? You should get some sleep."
"I will, goodnight daroga"
"Oh, and Nadir?"
"This conversation, don't repeat it, we sound like a bunch of women"