✓ enchanted ❥ bella ramsey

four. double fuck

messages !

the gossips
charlotte - lottie
tenzing - thing 1
elizabeth -thing 2
bella - bells😻

thing 1
has anyone talked to nicole?
i've been trying to talk to her
but she won't answer my text nor calls

bells
she's asleep

thing 1
how do you know?
like she can be dead
nicole is careless like that yk

bells
i'm on ft w her and she's dead asleep

thing 1
oh okay
thank god
i was starting to get worried sick
wait
she's asleep on ft?

bells
yeah she's been asleep for about an hour now
she came back from a 6am photoshot two hours
ago and called me, ate and then slept

thing 2
wow
she is whipped

lottie
we've lost nicole

bells
what 😭😭

thing 1
nicole hates falling asleep on ft

thing 2
you should've seen when we all first moved
in together we planned on sleeping in the living
room and she was on ft w someone and she was close to falling asleep and hs e quickly hung up
something about beint vulnerable or something

your lucky
she totally likes you

bells
you guys do know she's in this groupchat right?

thing 1
oops

in real life !

✹ nicole woke up to a sizzling noise. but it didn't seem like it was coming from her apartment, one because the only person in the house that cooks is elizabeth and she's currently out all week on a trip. two, it sounded more distant.

nicole stirred awake, bringing the blanket over her head and sighing deeply. "goodmorning, sunshine." fuck. nicoles eyes widen underneath the blanket. the thick british voice sounding soft and gentle. nicole stopped breathing for a second and stiffened. bella noticing this and letting out a chuckle. "you slept for about two hours. you mumble in your sleep."

double fuck. nicole groaned in embarrassment pressed her head tightly on her pillow and bringing the blanket down her head to reveal her hair and her head pressed on the pillow. nicole turned her head to the side to look at her phone that was leaned against her nightstand and charging.

bella was the one that was cooking. her phone was leaned against the oil, they were wearing a pink shirt with a grey cap on. his hand on the pan and on the spatula. the sizzling noises coming from the oil inside the pan. nicole's face scanned through their face.

bella held a grin, along with a concentrated look as they hooked. she turned her head to gaze upon nicole who quickly looked away. "so about you coming here. how soon?"