Sep 26, 2016
@wilde-timez || Continued from ❖
🐾 — ❝Fuck yeah, Nick! Now that's what I'm talkin' about!❞ Finnick turned his head, looking back at Nick as he yanked away the blueprints. The Fennec glanced towards the few bottles of liquor that he had placed around the table and nodded his head in a drunken way. Sliding down the red fox's lap, he grabbed a few bottles and handed them up to him. ❝This. Just down this, man! I hadn' been this loose in so long, man. Gettin' these collars of man.. you have no idea.❞ His pad rubbed the back of his neck to ease the pressure.
