open for business

[deafens]

for messages for phone calls for random meetings for picture prompts whenever + wherever etc.

Comments

[parties]

what the hell is the third date rule?

ain't no party like a pancake party

[pietas]

Nic.

[ A beat. ]

Nic.

[ It's a low, rasping groan with pressure applied to her shoulders softly. They're tangled in sheets that have twisted like rope, barely dressed, laying on whatever they brought back with them from the party. Tris barely remembers brushing his teeth, let alone jumping in the shower for a quick wash down like he usually does when he reminds himself he's not at school, he didn't climb back over the stone wall again.

And he's hungry.

And smells like booze and cloves that have gone stale. ]

Niiiiiiiiiic.

[ He tried shaking you. He tried being a nice. Ok, he barely tried. It's taken him at total of five seconds before he gets impatient enough to use elbows and knees. Girl schmirl so what if you're fun to make out with and stuff--get up. ]

Nic. My leg's tingly, get off it.

[tangit]

i think my brain is on fire

[dwelt]

can i come over.
please.

i realized he'd probably text her the next day bc he's not a scrub

[accountability]

Hey.

You busy tonight?

like a week + a few days after the hunt

[untier]

send weed

[ the eloquent text he shoots nic's way once he's finally awake in the infirmary, and allowed to have his cell phone in quarantine. because, yeah, still in here. ]

late night text from grant's phone

[inumbrated]

so what are you up to these days are you still doing the bcr recruiting thing do parents like you

[voider]

nic

this is harper

[ nic probably knows but harper isn't entirely sure he's harper anymore, so better put it there for everyone to see ]

i need drugs

[ classy ]