"wow, that's crazy I really can't move at all" Mika was sat on the table completly naked.
"really ?"
"yeah"
He laughed therefore Jake did the same but went back to a straight face.
"so I guess we can't do it a second time ?"
"..."
Snow White was asking impatiently with his eyes
....
"ngh" sperm squirted on the shower cabin as Jake was preventing Mika's fall.
He withdrew his dick from the glued sticky thights then he swayed the hot body to face him.
He whispered "one more time ?"
"...no way"
Jake brought his face closer, whispering again "I need more, please"
"..."
"please"
"..."
"Mika"
He looked at Jake deadly serious "fine"
Later on Mika was carried to the bed like a princess as he was cringing about it.
"I have to go to work" Jake throwed himself next to mika, stuffing his face in a pillow and mumbled in it "I don't wanna go"
Mika watched him not saying anything.
"I don't wanna go..." Jake was secretly waiting to hear something but he never heard it.
He sighed before going, "stay here as much as you want".
When coming back from work his hopes had been run over by the fox who had vanished without a word.
"Well...better wash the table"
Mika had been enjoying the bed until 10pm. Since he had two days off a week he could have stayed yet he abandoned this comfort because it didn't felt like him, it was too unfamiliar thus really uncomfortable.
Anyway, he headed to the studio for their group training.
And back home, lines automaticly came to him, so he wrotte them down, as well as the guitar melody.
It was strange.
His pen was gliding on the paper and for a month without talking to Jake he was concentrated on his new song bringing to him a sense of motivation once again after 2 years.
Jake meets Mika, Mika meets Jake, and then bit by bit all shatters. A messed up barman/video maker with an invading hobby and a complicated guitarist can engender a puzzling futur, even more when one of them cannot run away from his unhinged mind.
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