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nick ochoa / 24 undergrad - soccer - chi phi beta

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📨 georgie & nick

georgie: when have i EVER needed your help with anything?

georgie: i'm already sharing my drugs, so yes.

nick: you may not like me but you love my contacts

nick: such a dead beat

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imessage | St. Nick.

Yara: what exactly are you trying to get through? reading wise...i can probably give you some key notes on it to save you some time.

Yara: honestly i personally think asian tastes better the next day so that's perfect lol

Nick: Art history, and here I thought the modern age would be easiest to understand lol

Nick: right? k i'll head over

[doraaaaa]

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ofcavalli:

sofia was pleased when the other offered out his hand, wrapping her fingers around to get a good grip as he pulled her up. “you’re a true gentleman,” she giggled, doing her best to curtsy before having to rest a hand on his arm and steady herself. “i think i had a bit too much,” sofia admitted with a slur. as if the stumbling and drunken giggles weren’t already evidence enough. with a hand still on him, she made sure that she was steady once more before finally trusting herself to let him go. “come on, let me get you a drink,” sofia suggested, already wandering over to the bar and resting her arms against the top while waiting for a bartender to come serve her. “what do you want? whatever you want. you deserve it.” she smiled brightly, eyes on him as she waited for an answer.

Quirking his brow once more, Nick shot his gaze from and back toward the young woman, “I try.” His smirk remained sharp, overly confident, yet his tone gave away his sense of boredom. Letting out a lazy snort, Nick didn’t distance himself from supporting Sofia as she wobbled. The effort paid off, as she invited him to have a good time afterward. “Is this how you’ll convince me to baby sit you all night?” He teased, but didn’t doubt the possibility. After thoughtfully repeating her question, Nick bit his lip and decided, “Tequila... the expensive stuff.” The man wasn’t built for refined tastes, but as this was the Sofia Cavalli offering he felt no shame taking advantage of what must be a hefty bank account. “‘keep talking like that and we’ll have to become regular drinking partners.” Even if that turned him into a baby sitter. Worth it.

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📨 georgie & nick

georgie: [picture of her flipping him off and holding her bag o' coke]

georgie: i never need your help to score asshole

georgie: are you coming over or no?

nick: 'never'. if only

nick: well, i was invited. byob?

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out in one of the clubs downtown, the blonde had just finished her third tequila shot of the hour before turning around to see a familiar face behind her. “oh my god, how are you? i missed you!”

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“Sober” Nick sighed, setting down his first drink of the evening while carelessly resting the arm across her shoulders. His energetic gaze took in the crowd. Almost appearing hopeful, but there was a blank and unappealed edge as well. “which is a travesty. Help me catch up. ‘promise I’m not an emotional drunk.”

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📨 OPEN

georgie: i guess i wasn't being forward enough

georgie: what i was suggesting was you should come snort coke off of me. okay?

nick: that's cute. always seem to be obscenely forward with me. I'll enjoy this rare moment. and there it goes..

nick: catch being; you're expecting me to bring said coke

nick: or did your cheap ass actually manage to score without my help?

[maraswriting]

“Hey wanna see my bruise?” Marin asked the person next to her, she was in sweatpants only because her bruise was so big and everything else she owned was too tight. “It like goes around my entire thigh.” She was weirdly proud of how big it was.

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“Uh... yeah.” Nick quirked his brow and immediately sported a tight little smirk, eyes darting to Marin’s thigh after she mentioned it. The guy was a daredevil and collected some wild bruises himself every other week due to training, sport, or something stupid... “Let’s see how awesome it really is.”

[ofcavalli]

sofia was on her third cocktail now and she was feeling even more giggly and happy than usual. she danced around to the music playing from the speakers before stumbling and falling back on her ass. she giggled, thankful that she didn’t spill much of her drink. as she looked around, she caught someone’s gaze and her already rose-tinted cheeks turned even darker. “you didn’t see that did you?” she giggled. sofia reached a hand out, “help?” fingers wiggling as she waited to see if they would help her up.

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The accident was mildly amusing, but Sofia’s quite confident reaction after-the-fact left a bright impression on Nick. He was about set to call it a night before this happened. Both the bar and dance floor were lively, but when the vast majority of drinkers were inexperienced and young Nick started to feel more like a caretaker than party animal. Nick. Who never took care with anything. Let this be his one good deed for the week. Smirking, the spaniard unglued his elbow from the bar top and sauntered over to the young woman. “I’ve got eagle eyes.” His slender right hand was offered. The fingers and palm were the slightest bit rough on account of his highly physical background. “I don’t have the heart to leave you numbly crawling all over this nasty ass floor.”

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imessage | open.

Yara: it's almost 3 am...and i'm in the studio late.

Yara: feel like bringing something to eat and hanging for a bit?

Nick: I'll bite. if only to avoid this boring read

Nick: could steal my dorm mates left over asian. that sound appetizing?