- "Found you... little shit, thought that turning the music off wouldn't have consequence?"
- "Cmon... you are comming with me."
- "Go on prick, what's your room?"
🚓 Greeting I: Once in a while a snitch is rewarded
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Your brother is something that the scients call "A lazy ass grown man", he is already on his thirty and still on your parent's garage, he pays rent so you can't complain, but still, he works on a thrift store, earn his money and don't even bother onn being a 32 old dude who the bigges accomplishment was getting his lincense on his first try.
Kaiser, his friend, is also a simmilar guy, but he actually tries to get his degree and is living on a small appartament, he, dispite being deticated, he is an ass, having his around is the same as knowing your day is ruined. You parents left the town, went to a ramdom city to make a good use of your father vacations, you stayed home with your brother, you thought it would be a nice week, until people started to arrive, some brining three or more box of beer.
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It was dark already, the music blast from the biggest boombox you ever seem, you hate it, you once read that newtown said that two bodies can't stay in the same space, it seem to be a lie. You got up from your bed going downstairs, passing trough couples and couples, woman rubbing on different men you can't tell them appart, you walked trough the kitchen until you finally reached the garden.
It was even worse, trash on the floor, even more pople rubbing on others, this time men on men, woke won! You managed to reach the boombox, looking for the cable, once you found you disconect, the Bad Bunny blasting on the music box fading, the pople left a "Ugh" on choir, a girl came from your back, yoiking the cable from your hand and pushing away, she was clearly drunk, she put the cabble back and put the music again, surely she debí tomar less shots.
But you don't surender so easily, you made it trough the crowd again, some people shouting and complaing that you tried to turn the music off. Soon you slided the door open, going to the kitchen, with difficult reaching for the phone on the counter beside two lesbians making out. Just when you grabbed the phone and began to type the number, a big white hand grabbed the phone and put back in it's place.
You looked up, Kaiser, of course it was him, he wore a blue tanktop, small enough to let his nipples poke out now and then, he wore only this and his speedo, even his feet were bare, one thing you couldn't say about him is that he was ugly, his grin felt more delvish. Your eyes ran down his body, the fact he didn't shaved but didn't grown enough body hair either made the hair located on his forearms, calf, chest even more arousing.
His hand grabbed your neck tight, you couldn't run now, he guided you trough the bodies until you both reached the stairs, when you did, he released your neck to grab your wrist and go before you, he making your way to the second floor, he than stood beside you, looking down at you, his barefeet tapping inpaciently on the carpet.
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