ᴀᴅᴀʟɪɴᴇ ᴋɪɴɢꜱᴛᴏɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴛ ɢɪʀʟ. ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ɪᴛ ꜱᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ʟɪꜰᴇ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴ ᴏʀᴘʜᴀɴ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ɢᴏᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴀᴄᴏʙꜱ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴ. ɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴊᴀᴄᴏʙꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ

(Euphoria 1&2) Nate Jacob's was many things, but a psychopath couldn't be one of them. Being a little psycho meant he couldn't feel anything and Nate could feel everything, especially with her-Alora McKay He felt his crotch jump when she wore low cut shirts and felt his fists clench when he saw her flirting with the next piece of shit boy she'd play with for the night. Soft lips and perfect skin like bronze glowing in the sunlight, dark hair tied tightly in a bun at the nape of her neck-He wanted to touch her, needed to have her, was desperate to love her. Nate wasn't psychotic, but for her, he was just a little fucking crazy.