Oct 23, 2018
@andromedaxclemonte
“Okay, okay. What about that guy?” Nick asked, pointing both his finger and his drink at a guy who sat on the other side of Saints and Sinners. He usually visited his close friend, Andy, after her shift. Plus, the discounted drinks weren’t a bad perk. In the days following the death and disappearance of James, his alpha and pseudo-brother, he needed to laugh. He needed normalcy. And while he and Andy were far from normal, it sure felt like they were when they were around each other.
“If you were starving and he was the closest guy in say, three kilometres, you’d bang him, right?” He teased.