#jamienichols

[elizawinston-blog1]

For the first time in a long time, Eliza found herself asleep in her small studio apartment at a time earlier than one in the morning. It was perfect, she was going to get a good night’s sleep and make that tea she had just bought in the morning since she was sure she’d be getting up earlier with her now normal sleeping schedule. However, it was about three in the morning when her phone went off in a blaring alarm, making the blonde groan in annoyance as she reached over to read the message. Who else but Jamie? With his request, she begrudgingly rolled out of her bed and sauntered off to her closet where she slid on her jeans and some grey t-shirt she had collected a while back. It only took about ten minutes for her to make it over to his apartment, calling him with a quick, “Come down, we’re making this fast.” 

@jamienichols

[ofmancini-blog]

@jamienichols

he sips on his beer, relaxing in one of the loungers in headquarters. wes has half a mind to kick back and take a nap, hopeful that no one would disturb his slumber. except, when he’s gotten too much faith in his actions, he spots someone enter the room from the corner of his eye. “ how’s it hangin, pretty boy? ” he calls, his words meant as an insult but he figures jamie will take it as a compliment. the guy’s too up his own ass. “ aw, don’t be shy, come take a fuckin’ seat! ”