"You treat an outside wound with rubbing alcohol, you treat an inside wound with drinking alcohol. It's science."
| NEW GIRL s1-?|
| F!oc x Nick Miller |
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THEY TOOK ALL THE FOOD they could salvage from their place, alcohol and anything else they'd need and took it next door. Jess had a spare key, having been asked to water their neighbor's plants while she was away visiting her sister, so she let them all inside. Schmidt instantly rushing to the kitchen to continue with the cooking, this time looking more confident about it. Cece and Luke both doing their best to help him.
April was the first to plop herself down on the couch, feeling exhausted and not in the mood to do Thanksgiving. Instead, all she wanted to do was get changed into a large t-shirt, get into bed with a hot water bottle and ice cream.
Winston and Paul sat on the couch nearby April, keeping their distance from the woman after the hard glare that she sent them. She furrowed her brows as she heard the voices of Nick and Jess out in the hallway.
"I've been nice to Paul. You know what he told me? That he likes Air Bud II," Nick's voice echoing through the door caught everyone's attention, "He loves dogs. I know where he gets his copies made. He likes to whistle. He wanted to open the door with me, so when my hand went up, so did his."
"Oh, I get it," Jess responded, as everyone inside the flat was now staring at the door, "He's not cool enough for you. 'Cause nobody can be cool enough for cool Nick Miller. 'I'm Nick Miller. I'm so cool. I'll make cool face.' Why don't you like him?"
"Who cares? Do you like him?" Nick questioned.
April grinned in amusement as she stared at the door. Wishing she had some popcorn.
"Of course I like him!"
"Then fine! Shouldn't matter what I think, should it? 'Cause I don't have to have sex with him."
"No, I do. I want to. I want to have sex with him big-time!"
April snorted as she looked in Paul's direction, watching as his eyes widened and cheeks flushed a bright pink.
"Great," Nick responded.
"Big-time. I want to take him down to Chinatown and slice him off a piece of this pumpkin pie, okay?I want to have sex with him as much as you want to have sex with April!"
April felt herself almost choking on her own spit. Her eyes practically bulging out of their sockets. She felt all her friends and Paul turning their heads slowly towards her as heat rushed up her neck and she avoided their gazes.
"What's pumpkin pie?" Paul whispered softly to Wilson, who didn't even look his direction. His eyes flicking between the closed door and the look on April's face.
