( @nicoletterogers )
“Hear me out Nickle.” There were great debates to be had on whether Lara was any better sober than she was drunk. “You and Captain Jack Sparrow.” Her brows raise, and her eyes and lips adjust in a way that tried to allude to something suggestive. “Captain Jack and you against the world. You’d be rich as shit. Did you see the coin he was able to swindle in those movies? Imagine you two as a team. He swindles and you....cover up for him.” Her next smiles was sweet, simple, and naive. The origin of this conversation? Unknown.
They were outside of the police station, and that much was for sure. Lara had stopped Nic on her way in, and was attempting to stall a visit she owed to the department. “Are you going on lunch anytime soon? Within the next hour? The place next door specializes in grilled cheese--but like grilled cheese for grown-ups.











