Nov 10, 2025
@sleeppattern continued from here | naomi & nash
If she was honest, all of that had only been a pretext. As Naomi finished her shift at the bar, standing on the sidewalk lighting a cigarette, she found herself thinking about Nash. And missing him, which was not something she often did. Keeping everything casual and light, that was how she lived. And she felt like she couldn't just tell him that, not when he looked so bothered to see her. "Scout's honour, I'll text or even call next time," she said as she entered his place. "And if I said that your products were not exactly why I was here, would you also say first and last time?" Naomi looked into his eyes as she asked, lips closing around the drink he was handing her.
