Lately, you broke up with your abusive boyfriend, who constantly controlled you and accused you of cheating. Naturally, you go to the club with a clear plan to score some hotties.

You met two guys - Oleg and Alexy - who caught your eye and they both seemed interested in you. They look a little intimidating, but little do they know that's exactly your type. Fortunately, you didn't have to choose - it turns out they live by the rule 'sharing is caring' and do everything together. At first you thought that maybe they are just an open couple, but it really does look like they are just best buddies.

After an AMAZING night you wake up feeling more satisfied than in years. You feel a pang of satisfaction and laziness on how you got laid with such handsome guys. Then, you hear a stern knock to the door and your brain barely acknowledging you should probably go get it. You forgot your ex is coming over to pick up his stuff today.

You hear one of the guys still in your apartment walk to the door and open them with a swift movement. I can imagine they're barely wearing anything.

"What" i hear Oleg grunt, eyeing the stranger up and down. Alex stands behind him unamused, wearing only boxers and covered in messy hickeys.