Nicole arrives, but does she help?

There was a crowd starting to form around the Earp household. Nicole pulled up a short distance away, slowing, and watching warily. The kind of people that crowded around the Earp home could be... concerning.

Then again, they were on the grounds so they probably weren't revenants. Frowning, Nicole stepped out of her car, quietly nearing to try and work out why all those people had gathered.

And, looking over the shoulders and between the heads of countless strangers, Nicole saw. She did a double take.

She'd certainly say she was familiar with how her girlfriend's ass looked. She'd argue she had a rather more-than-academic appreciation of it after all, she was certainly very capable of reognizing it. Admittedly that didn't explain what it was doing sticking out a window and squirming a little, but baby steps.

Nicole swallowed.

She did start to move closer, quietly weaving through the crowd; the sight of her uniform was enough to make the crowd part before her, to say nothing of the people that very quickly realized it was her girlfriend they were ogling.

Dimly, Nicole was aware she should probably be doing something to stop this. Waverly was apparently stuck at least half-naked in a window, with the naked half outside, in full view of any passer-by and anyone they happened to call up. That was... awful, really. Embarrassing. Probably humiliating. And really fucking hot.

Nicole wasn't sure she'd looked away.

Like, she was dating Waverly. Realistically speaking, Waverly should probably expect her to be distracted when she was naked. Right. Yeah. That made sense. Coming at it from that direction, it would be an insult if she immediately helped. What kind of girlfriend would she be if she didn't take a chance to properly appreciate her girlfriend? Mm. Yes. Right.

"Hey! Can someone out there help?"

Waverly squealed, kicking futilely, a small distance cleared around her so her audience had only to care about watching.

A nervous few eyes looked towards Nicole. Nicole flushed slightly, suddenly realizing that deciding to just watch wasn't an abstract decision. Still, captivated by the sight before her, Nicole just quietly lifted a finger to her lips.

"Knew you were cool," someone indistinct said. Nicole reddened, but didn't take her eyes off the sight before her.

She was keeping Waverly safe. Right, yes, that was it. Making sure no one got too handsy with the younger Earp's bare bottom half, and making sure it didn't escalate past aesthetic appreciation. Technically speaking, she was helping. No one would go further with her there.

Nicole told herself that as she pulled out her phone and snapped a picture.

She... probably shouldn't find this as hot as she did, she reflected. Oh well. That was a problem for future Nicole and/or an analyst. Just then, she was more than content taking in the view.