• Nick Mara •
《 y/n pov 》
this whiskey got me feelin' pretty.
so pardon if I'm impolite
I just really need your ass with me
I'm sorry 'bout the other night
and I know I could be more creative
and come up with poetic lines
but I'm turnt up off sizz' and "I love you"
Is the only thing that's in my mind
"you take me higher, higher than I've ever been, babe" I said as I looked at a sober Nick who is smiling at me like the goof I love.
"Just come over, let's pour a drink, babe
I hope I ain't calling you too late, too late
You light my fire
Let's stay up late and smoke a J
I wanna go back to the old way
But I'm drunk and still with a full ash tray
With a little bit too much to say"
as i finished my sentence I knocked out taking one last glance at Nick before closing my eyes and falling asleep getting rid of the high I am on.
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