First things first: That finale! What was that! I'm not gonna talk about it in details to avoid giving away spoilers, but wow, no matter how hard it was for us to face season 4, New Girl ALWAYS gives us perfect finales. Kudos to Max Greenfield and Hannah Simone - my Schmece feelings were rose from the dead. Nicholas Miller and Jessica Day, I hate you and I love you. I mostly love you, but still. Also, we'll have to wait until January for season 5? Shame on you, FOX. While we suffer through eight more months, let's comfort ourselves with fanfics and cute gifsets on tumblr. Have a nice reading!

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"Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Nick patted his pockets desperately. His keys where nowhere to be found and it was 2am of a Sunday. The guys weren't home, both their cell phones were off and all Nick wanted was his bed and a good night's sleep. Those two simple wishes were impossible to accomplish though since his goddamn keys had magically disappeared and he had no idea whatsoever of what to do next.

Turning around and sinking down to the floor, Nick miserably stared at 4C's door. Jess probably wasn't home, right? And if she was, waking her up would be extremely rude. Terrible, terrible idea, Miller.

"What the hell is wrong with my life" Nick moaned into his hands "You're gonna sleep in the hallway, you big loser."

Nick kept arguing mentally with himself until the ground began to feel too uncomfortable and the chilly air made his skin get goosebumps. He huffed, annoyed, and crossed the hall with all the dignity he could find. Nick knocked once. Ten seconds and he knocked twice. More twenty and he knocked three times. After waiting one minute, he started turning around to leave and get his shit together when the door behind him opened. A sleepy Jess, clad in a pink robe that he desperately tried not to stare at , stood in the doorway with her glasses crooked on her face.

"Nick?" She muttered, brows furrowed "Is everything alright?"

He smiled awkwardly and scratched his head. "Hey Jess, I'm so sorry I woke you up, but I, hm, lost my keys and now I can't get in..."

"You need a place to crash?"

"Yeah."

She smiled and gave one step back to let him in - Nick murmured "excuse me", which made Jess giggle, and he kept his head down, walking straight ahead until his eyes could focus only on her face and not on her robe. That was a dangerous robe, my friend.

"I wasn't actually sleeping" She yawned. Nick arched one eyebrow and she corrected herself "I mean, I fell asleep. So many tests to grade, so little time." She nodded to the kitchen table, which was loaded with papers and notebooks.

"But don't you have a whole day tomorrow to do these things?"

"I kinda do, but I'm going on a concert tomorrow afternoon and I didn't want to leave it all to finish last minute."

"Concert?"

"Yeah, the bell group! They are so amazing and you should come too! We can eat popcorn and ask the boys if we can play the bells after the concert!"

Nick scrunched up his nose and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Nah, I'm not a bell guy." He replied and watched Jess walking up to the table and organizing the tests in little piles of paper "What are you doing?"

"I'm just separating the tests I've already graded from the ones I want to laugh at."

"What?"

"Just wait here a sec." She replied and hurried to her room. Nick didn't even have time to process everything when Jess came back with a purple blanket "It's cold and you're wearing a t shirt."

"It's okay, Jess, I..."

"Shut up, dude" She draped the blanket over Nick's shoulders and winked. He was about to complain but it was so comfy he actually smiled in appreciation. Plus, it smelled like something sweet. It smelled like Jess. "Thanks." Nick said and then pointed to the papers "You were saying..."

"Oh, yeah, the tests!" She chuckled and pulled back a chair to sit "Come here and I'll show you something funny."

Nick sat next to Jess, holding the blanket tight around him. She happily picked a few tests and handed him one.

"Find something you like."

"Okay, Edgar Stuart..." He read the name of the student and started scanning the paper for something interesting "Let's see what you got... Oh, here, he drew a ninja next to the last question. It says 'this ninja prevents any grade lower than B on this test'. "

"Really?" Jess laughed and moved closer to Nick to read it herself "That's a new one."

"Can I write something back?"

"No!"

"Jess, please, I have the perfect reply!"

She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

"If I let you, what would you write back?"

Nick pulled out a red pen from Jess's pen case and smiled. "I'd write" he touched the tip of the pen on the paper and Jess tried to take the test away from him, but Nick was faster and held it up in the air, away from her reach "Just this one, I promise you!"

"What am I gonna tell my students when they see a turtle face drawn on their tests?"

Nick paused.

"Turtle face?"

"Yeah, it's something you do when you...THERE! You're doing it right now!"

Nick frowned and shook his head, pretending to be offended. "Jessica you better take your meds." He moved away from Jess and quickly wrote something down "There you have it."

She rolled her eyes and reached across the table for the paper. When she saw what Nick draw though, she bit her lip to stifle a laugh. Impossible mission. "Are you serious?" Jess asked in between laughs "This ninja has a red pen?"

After that, Nick helped Jess grade her papers until he completely lost track of time. He would write little notes on her students tests and she'd roll her eyes or laugh at them, depending on his level of irony. It was when Jess glanced at her kitchen clock and saw it was almost 4 in the morning that she realized: Nick had been helping her for the past 2 hours.

"Aren't you sleepy?" She nudged him on the shoulder. He made a little "turtle face", like she had said before, and looked at her.

"Dunno. I think a little, but I'm alright."

Jess stood up and offered her hand for him to take. "Come on, the couch is comfy." She helped him up and Nick rubbed his eyes, yawning. "I'm gonna get you a pillow."

"Okay" Nick replied, shoving his hands in his pockets as Jess headed to her room to get a pillow and maybe an extra blanket. He just stood there, taking in the surroundings (pictures with Cece and her family on the shelves, lots and lots of school books and a basket full of yarn balls and needles), when he heard a loud "bang" outside the apartment, as if something heavy had fallen on the ground. After a while, someone cried:

"Why is life so hard?"

Nick rolled his eyes. That was Schmidt. The guys were home and it seemed like they were having a hard time trying to cross the hall and make it to the loft. Jess walked back into the living room in slow steps, listening to the noises outside too. They looked at each other and Nick twisted his mouth, unpleased:

"I guess I'm not locked out of the loft anymore."

Jess bit her lip, trying to think of solutions. Sighing, she walked to the couch and placed the pillow and blanket neatly on it, patting the empty spot with her hand.

"You can still stay here, if you want to." she shrugged "I don't think they'll open that door anytime soon."

Nick could reply in a million different ways. He could say he would just take the key from their hands and open the door himself or that he would still check on them to see if everything was okay (specially Schmidt), but instead Nick chose to say:

"I'll stay."

Jess smiled. Pausing for two seconds, she looked around to check if everything was in place and then waved her hand to say good night.

"I think we're settled then. No monsters under your couch, sir!"

"Jess."

"Yeah?"

He shifted on his spot, with his hands again in his pockets.

"Have a goodnight. And thanks, by the way."

Jess smiled softly in return.

"Anytime, Nick." she said before turning around and make her way to her room. Jess was glad he didn't get to see her cheeks turning pink.