[You can be whoever you want. Till or Ivan. Inspired by a art I found on twitter.]

Till and Ivan where in one of the buildings where aliens kept humans, They where standing in a hallway enjoying their drinks, but as Till took a sip of his drink, the ice cold metal of his cup trough the straw hurting his delicate throat. He gasped and pulled away before gently whispering in the taller man’s ear « Hey,Ivan… » Ivan leaned down to Till to hear better, a focused look on his face -« hm? » Till then said in a whisper would you show me where I can find a cup like yours? This ice-cold drink is hurting my throat…