eternally lost.

hunter laughs. it’s breathy–like he’s fighting it. niko’s such a little shit. and hunter used to like that. they’d been almost friends, he thinks. and maybe hunter got a little attached. sometimes he fucks up in drawing lines between appropriate professionalism while he’s working, and it bit him in the ass with niko. the guy almost sold him out.

so he’s not gonna let this pass. if niko’s gonna talk shit, he better be ready for hunter to cash it in

“hey.”.

he bends a little. leans in so they’re eye to eye.

“don’t be a bitch.”

there’s always been an air of authority around hunter -- maybe it had to do with the whole dealer/customer dynamic or something else but all niko knew for sure was that hunter could be intimidating. and niko, being as petty as he was, only urged him on. 

“sorry-- little bitch or big bitch, i only have two gears. what can you do?” he gave an exaggerated sigh and shrugged as he took another sip of his drink. 

was it niko’s fault that their fight had turned out so dramatic? after all, he had tried to explain himself, he just grew tired of it. 

“anyways, it’s my graduation night, hunter. don’t be a buzzkill.” 

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄: yeah thank u . dummy 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄: do i LOOK like i can TEACH MYSELF CHEMISTRY 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄: oh yikes yeah i actually didn’t notice 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄: if u get cred then why am i not more popular by association

sol : sjdkf wow i didn’t know u were so loaded :( i would’ve robbed u a long time ago !! sol : moving like .. moving moving ??? you can’t do that. illegal sol : i forbid it

ROM : back  at  u ROM : aren’t  you  supposed  to  be  a  responsible  adult  now  that  you  have  a  degree 

𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 recognize drunk or sober, it was niko’s. her rock, her brother from another mother; the idea of him graduating & leaving for good might’ve been one aspect of winnie’s life that had driven her to drinking so excessively tonight. she squeals immediately, catching up to him & throwing her arms around his neck, giggling into the sloppy hug. “ my dumb ass is drunk ! “

「    𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦  𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴  𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯  at  the  drink  in  his  hand  as  if  just  noticing  it ,  a  sheepish  blush  creeping  up  his  cheeks  as  he  hits  his  knee  against  niko’s .    “  one  of  us  has  to  make  sure  nobody  falls  in  the  fire ,  ”    and  he  sits  his  beer  at  his  feet  before  sitting  up  straighter .     “  i’m  about  to  lose  my  only  connection  to  the  cool  club  anyway .  ”

“well, we all do that. classes suck. it’s the people you miss.” jade chuckles along with him, clinking her drink and then taking a big gulp in celebration. “it doesn’t have to be the library.” she takes another sip before continuing,  “i’ve just gotten so used to seeing you at there is all. gonna miss having you there to keep me company.” it’s genuine. niko had made work a lot more enjoyable. reshelving books was the most mundane job ever, but when she had someone making her laugh while doing so, it wasn’t that bad. “aw, don’t make me sad! new york is so far away.” she sighs and playfully punches him on the arm. “let’s make the most of the night then – since it’s our last time seeing each other for a while or whatever.”

𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨  𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝  𝙪𝙥  to  squish  his  cheeks  together ,  humming  and  smiling  when  he  whines  at  her .    “  disagree .    you’re  one  hundred  percent  my  baby .  ”    she  finally  completely  steps  away  from  him ,  shoulders  back  as  a  smug  smile  rests  on  her  features .    “  your  super  cool  roommate  only  helped  a  little .    you  did  all  the  hard  work  yourself .  ”    and  then  she’s  plopping  herself  onto  his  bed ,  looking  up  at  him  and  resting  her  chin  in  her  hands .    “  so  what’s  next  for  you ?    after  all  this  is  over ?  ”

    “ riiiighttt , totally not in your nature , “ her voice are deep and sarcastic as she rolls her eyes at him. he rhead whips around eyes narrowing at his next words, “ i swear to god roman if you told a single soul that horrible lie, i will kill you and have no remorse , “ she points at him before letting out a short snort. her eyes follow his gaze to the pair of parents which she could only assume to roman’s “ at least they’re here ya know , i think some people’s didn’t even show up , “ at the mention of her own parents her the blonde’s smile faltered as she looked away pointedly, “ i tried to talk to them … it was just a lot of yelling to be honest , “

“i may have told justice but he’s also on my furry suspect list so i’m sure he won’t judge you,” a laugh bubbles from his chest, an amused grin on his cheeks as he enjoyed teasing the blonde. “i was almost sure mine weren’t gonna show up,” his lips thinned into a pressed smile. niko turns to jo and reaches to squeeze her arm. “hey.. don’t worry too much about them. i know it sucks right now but maybe they’ll come around one day.” he gives her a look in support and offers a change in subject. “are you coming to the bonfire? i wanna get shitfaced.”

OLLIE: why u judging me?

OLLIE: i've tasted ur food

OLLIE: even calling it food is a stretch

OLLIE: aren't u leaving for the summer? i'm gonna die

NIKO: i'm ur friend it's my duty to judge you

NIKO: and also it's coffee. u know i hate coffee

“yeah?“ hunter’s got a branch in his hand, sticking it into the fire so the tip sparks when he holds it up. “things always aren’t so bad when you look back.” he drags the stick into the dirt, sketching his initials. one more year and he’ll be out too. and maybe he’ll miss the people, maybe some of the instructors–but hunter sure as hell won’t look back fondly on the late nights he worked to keep his student debt from drowning him, or semesters barely scraping together a c so the school didn’t kick him out.

“you still look like you’re a high school kid. how’s anyone gonna take you seriously?”

niko hums in thought, thinking back at the four years he spent at this school. of course there’s been some rough patches -- this past semester in particular, but generally he had a decent time. especially when hunter had been his dealer but that’s all a thing of the past now. 

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄: good thank u glad we can agree 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄: YOU and SERA and JACKIE thank you very MUCH 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄: do i look like i can teach myself chemistry 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄: why would i want to be friends with anyone who interacts with you regularly

SHELBY: i could never be emotionally prepared to fail

SHELBY: my last final is tuesday

SHELBY: i would LOOOOOVE ice cream. yum

NIKO: give or take a year or two and trust me you will

open starter — event three. saturday, june fifteenth, post-bonfire

𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤. 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 way that she’s stumbling around, completely alone on campus as she tries to find her way back to her dorm in the darkness, or it might be the way that she completely reeks of alcohol. or, it might even be because of the way that she’s giggling to herself, looking down at the ground to make sure that her feet are actually touching the ground after each step. she wasn’t some kind of lightweight, but she didn’t like feelings emotions — they had fucked her over far too often this past year. so, she drank. she drank until she felt good, & then she drank until she felt nothing at all. & then she left, all on her own. winnie uhm wasn’t known for having the best ideas, drunk or sober. this is especially evident by the way that she stops in her tracks when she realizes that she’s not the only one wandering campus & that there’s someone else nearby, close enough to yell at & address; & so that’s what she does. “ hey ! “ she lets out a fit of giggles afterward, uncharacteristic but totally expected from winnie uhm in her current state.

SNAPCHAT  : OPEN. (  DURING  BONFIRE.  )

ROM :  someone  threw  up  on  me  after  this  was  taken ROM :  who  raised  some  of  u

sol : so do any of my rich friends wanna lend me their penthouses or condos while they’re out of town?? sol : i’m a GREAT houseguest :) sol : if anything i’d be doing U a favor really