The punch that Nicholas received was probably deserved -- wait a minute, no it wasn't. He'd just been knocked out! His nose was bleeding, damn it! As if suddenly remembering this, he put a finger under his nose to test if the blood was still flowing. It wasn't, but there was definitely blood crusted onto his upper lip. For the moment, he took to breathing through his mouth... until he could blow his nose.

With an extremely nervous laugh, Nicholas waved a hand to the neighbor and picked the door up, propping it enough to cover the doorway. Unfortunately, the cold winter air from outside still seeped in.

He turned to Mattie and crossed his arms, a scowl on his face. "I had roses for you! Do you know how long it took to find your house when literally nobody knows you?! I mean, the first thing you do is punch me in the face and slam the door on me, like I'm nothing! Like--" he lowered his voice, realizing he was starting to yell and the door didn't provide much of a sound barrier now. "I just -- God, not even--" he shook his head, visibly hurt and distraught.