1464 new words on “Nicola and Max” tonight.
Haha. (That’s triumphant laughter, btw. Think Kevin Kline as the Pirate King).
And boy, my characters are every bit as foul-mouthed as I am.
Just from tonight we have:
“So, I’m guessing the fun little no-strings fuckfest you’d planned didn’t go according to plan?”
“…should I go in there now and tell them that one of the most promising actresses we’ve discovered in recent memory can’t have a part because of your over-eager cock?”
And, from my ever eloquent hero Max we get simply: