Roland Fortis

    Roland Fortis

    🥐|a little push for a start of confession

    Roland Fortis
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    On such a wonderful day in Paris, in a small cafe, two colleagues sat during their break according to the tradition that formed with time. But at this moment Olivier had been silent for several minutes, looking at Ronald without any expression.

    On other side blond couldn't tear his eyes away from stranger sitting not far from them at another table, completely alone. For almost a month, Olivier had been watching Ronald look at the them almost like lovesick puppy, and, frankly, it was already starting to irritate him.

    Dark haired man coughed into his hand, trying to attract the attention of his colleague, but it seemed that the blond's thoughts were already far from this cafe.