#c:nicolette

[reallifehqgossip]

Who do you want to see hook up in town?

“Hey baby. Did you miss me? Cause I know I sure as hell missed you. Who do I want to see hook up in town? Well sit down and buckle up because you’re in for a bumpy ride. First off Dex baby. It’s time to wipe the cob webs off your cock and pork something with some finesse. Give Nicolette a spin? Or Evie? Jada? Dylan! I’d love to see you get your hands on Hero. Turn her world upside down you goddess of sex you. I’d love for someone dick down Eric too. Any volunteers? Just me? Come on! He doesn’t bite! Hard.”

[frankiefritz]

Fritz sat across from Nicolette with a neutral expression, her hand tapping the side of her warm coffee cup repeatedly as she tried to bargain. “My last supplier didn’t do a very good job at bringing deliveries in on time so I had to...cut ties. I’m assuming you will be more dependable though? Because if I don’t get a supply of morphine and  oxycodone by this Thursday there will be consequences.” @hypnctism

[theodoreoliver]

🍦 🌭- our muses indulge in carnival food together

“You have to try this.” Theo told the girl, holding out the treat in front of her mouth. “Go on, I promise not to smash it into your face. I can be nice when I want to.”

@nicolettebelmont

[mechanichaos-blog]

Guide Me || Chaotic Serenity

Two days. Two days mostly without texting or calling anyone. A text here or there so they know she hadn’t died. Claimed she was just ill with the flu and didn’t want anyone sick. Locked the deadbolt. Let Fluke out to go for a run by herself. Two days of completely not leaving her flat. She’d told Nate over Skype, and made him promise not tell Kat or Nikki. Today was finally the day. She’d texted Nikki telling her she was coming over. 

“Coming over. Be home. I don’t care if you have to call out.” 

She walked with Fluke to her best friend’s pad, kicking rocks the whole time. It took her all of ten minutes to make herself walk from the curb to the front door and knock. When Nikki answered, she stared at her best friend. Where were her words? She was often quiet because she didn’t want to speak, not because she didn’t have the words. 

Then they came out like word vomit. 

“Niks... Niks, I’m fucking pregnant.”

@drnikkiusmey

[richgoldsworthy]

Text ► Nicolette

Rich: have you happened to see Grace's hastygram posts lately? just curious.