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“Do you have any food allergies?”
just grapefruit, thanks for asking
“What do you think you’ll have to do to pull off a win next game?”
sleep with nigel and make it a superstition
He clears his throat and I tear my eyes away, ashamed that he caught me staring. At his ankle, no less, like some Victorian era creep.
BYE
“I just thought, since you come over for dinner quite a bit, maybe we could talk in French since it’s your native language and you probably don’t get many chances to use it here.”
oh my god i absolutely love him
“Mon chou, you have no idea.” I hold out the s’more I just made for him and he takes it from me gently. “Did you just call me a cabbage?”
i’m giggling
“Ah, St. James. Nice to meet you, son.” For the second time tonight, one of my teammates treats my dad’s outstretched hand like it’s attached to a corpse. “I’m not your son,” Nigel corrects him, mildly, shaking Dad’s hand and smiling in a way that threatens violence.
i love and hate this
The banging jolts me awake, and I spend a disoriented moment trying to get my bearings. What the hell is that noise?
someone’s at your door i’m guessing
He shoots a look at the closed guest room door and I follow his gaze, confused.
nigel’s not in there baby
“None of what you just said was a hardship for me, and you are worth it. I love you, you fucking idiot.”
🫠🫠
Nico Mackenzie is running the program now.” Lawson moves his shoulder in an agitated motion, like he’s trying to dislodge a fly. “He’s an arrogant, egotistical asshole.”
oh you’re gonna be a BIG fan of him
“Holy shit,” he breathes, looking at me with wide eyes. “Anthony? Nico? Do you think they’re…”
1000% yes
