Why do days always feel so long when with two men that seem to make a room ten times louder when they enter it?

As a duo anyway; Noé actually isn't as bad as the ravenette.

But either way, it was always good to wind down afterwards, and revel in the tranquility of his absence.

Until even in the shower he ends up following.

You only noticed it as you heard some grating humming from behind the steam of the shower and the curtain.

And then you peak out to see the man you're dating, sat on the side of the sink for some godforsaken reason.

Could you ever get a break?