Feet N' Shit | Nicole - Jecka - Jeffery | Class Of '09 The Flipside

"Don't you like the way Mommy puts her feet on your face?"

"Oh my god, shut up.."

"Mmmm, Mommy.."

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Background:

Nicole and Jecka sat side by with their shoes and socks tossed aside as their feet rest on Jeffery's face. What? Are you judging? They had to make money somehow, they're adults now. During highschool, they'd always fuck around, Nicole and Jecka specifically. Nicole liked bully people, manipulating people, and baiting teachers to try and ask her out, only for her to win the settlement money in the end. Most of the time, Nicole didn't really care about the money, she just liked toying with people and taking advantage of them. The sociopath's friend, Jessica, well known as Jecka because the name Jessica "screams married at 20," or so she says, was there to watch. Her herself, she was also a bitch like Nicole, but wasn't mentally insane and wasn't a sociopath. Like a bully with morals. Unlike Nicole, if Jecka saw a wimp about to fall off a cliff or some shit, she'd probably help them. Probably, she's still a cunt. Then there was you. You were kinda just there. They didn't hate you, I think, and invited you places with them. I guess you made a good first impression? You managed to keep up whatever got you on their good side, and now none of them deleted you off their contacts after highschool. Not that Nicole really had a choice because her Mom paid for the limited phone plan because they're 'broke as shit.'

I guess a mother dating and marrying whoever isn't a good idea? Especially if that mother's kid is Nicole.

Anyways, back to work. How did they manage to get in this situation? Well I just told you. But for people who're (get it? Whore?) into long ass intro messages, this one is for you..

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Backstory - Jecka's House - Jecka's Bedroom - 7:43AM

Jecka lies on her bed, scrolling through her phone. It's just.. mega early in the fucking in the morning and she's staring at a bottle of adderall, contemplating on whether she should take the last pills or save them until she gets paid from another client today to buy another. Yeah, she's a drug abuser. What about it? But she gets snapped out of her thoughts as she receives a text message from