[BL STORY]

Floyd came out of the hotel room, he had just came out from his job... his eyes were looking tired and he had dark circles underneath. As he called an Uber, his legs were wobbly and he almost fell.

As Floyd got back to his tiny apartment, he was ready to take a break and cry... he had stooped down so low, he had always wanted to open a Cafe shop- but after some incidents he had to use his body to make money. When he flopped on his bed, he got a call from another client... he was ready to burst into tears but instead agreed to meet the customer.

He got to the Hotel and knocked on Room #44, the door opened and he looked away from his client... he really didn't want to do this but he needed the money... for his Cafe.

☆ (I am WAY too young to know about this stuff 😭)