for: elijah ( @philcscphies ) location: outside blue swallow motel time: whatever time your heart desires!
NICO
nico stood outside of the blue swallow motel, a cigarette tucked between their lips, puffing away their anxieties over a joint. things had been heavy for nico as of late, if only because they let themselves become their own personal nightmare and nothing, absolutely nothing, they had done was making it better. all nico had managed to do was reach out to people that didn’t really seem to want to be bothered by them; even the one person who understood him the most, andrej, didn’t want to be around them. and at one point, it’s not like nico didn’t know it was going to happen in roswell too; eventually, everyone would grow at some point grow tired of them, they would outstay their stay, and they would have to accept that this was just the way things were for them.
letting out a soft sigh, also exhaling a thick cloud of smoke, they lean their head back to rest against the motel wall. the sound of footsteps, however, caused them to lazily shift their head to the side to see who was coming; it was a little surprising to hear someone approaching for some reason. when he realized who it was, nico internally began to panic, constantly feeling slightly on edge whenever elijah was around, if only because they didn’t want to look like a complete mess to him. and if there was anyone that could call them out on their bullshit, it was elijah. yet despite all that, nico was curious to know what brought the other out here today. “elijah, hey,” they warmly greet, offering a half-smile, taking another hit of their joint, “are you lost or something? i can’t imagine you’re here for the motel. unless you are. fuck.” they look down at the joint in their hand, “s-sorry.” maybe if nico didn’t look at the other it would give their heart a moment to slow down from nerves, it’s not like they were high on anything besides the joint right now, they needed to learn how to relax. “uh. i’m going to shut up now.”

















