Episode 17

▪ I open my eyes and don't recognize where I am... I get up and look around for something that would end my search... I look at one of the sofas next to the bed and I see him there... so close to me, he looked like a sleeping angel... Sometimes I think it would be better to walk away from him... at first I thought that just one night with him would end this feeling... but no, now I like him more and more... I have a lot of problems with my family, I don't want to involve him in this... my family is a homophobic triad... I don't think he's ready for that... I also don't know what his true intentions with me are... he's mysterious. I sit on the edge of the sofa and gently nudge his cheek with my index finger to wake him up...

Darlan: ¤ I feel a familiar smell approaching me and I end up waking up. I feel him nudging my cheek so delicately that I almost smiled... I can't blow my cover, hehehe.

Saymom: ▪ sigh... How can this guy be such a heavy sleeper? I get up. | I think I'll have to leave without saying goodbye... Where do I find a piece of paper?

Darlan: ¤ what? Leaving now? But we haven't even had breakfast yet... I get up and grab his wrist\, I feel him startled... | Don't go now... let's have breakfast... ¤ I smile sweetly\, maybe he won't like my other side.

Saymom: so you were pretending to be asleep? ▪ I say in a suspicious tone.

Darlan: No? ^-^ ¤ I say sleepily.

Saymom: oh yeah? ▪ I say with a devilish grin on my face.

Darlan: ¤ I feel chills hearing him talk like that. Jashin save me!!!!

Saymom: ▪ I jump on top of the bigger one and start tickling him and my... Jashin what a laugh from the gods *-* .... so beautiful and that wonderful smile .... 👉👈 I'm so gay...

Darlan: HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHA STOP! HAHAHAHA ¤ I was starting to tear up, ahhh.... I hate being tickled hahahaha. Haha damn! I can't stop laughing! KSKSKS.

Saymom: ▪ I separate from him and look at him... I wanted to kiss him... but I think I still have bad breath... ahh... what beautiful lips.

Darlan: ¤ I calm down and see him stop and stare at my lips. Did he want to kiss me? But my breath stinks...

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- A few months passed... 2 months to be more precise... we would have to spend 2 days in one city. We were there... visiting historical landmarks... it was the city of Marseille\, the oldest city in France... and I have a feeling I'm being followed. I was sitting in the back seat of the tour bus\, by the window next to Saymom who was dozing.

...A little further back... chasing that bus......

Thierry: * driving a car right behind the tour bus. | Do you think we need to stay further away?

Darlan: I hate traveling... ¤ I feel like throwing up... I grab a bag and put it over my mouth... | Look... why are we chasing after your brother?

Thierry: Simple... he's in another city, and in that city there are several other people he might be interested in!

Darlan: ¤ I roll my eyes | Why did you even bring me? And you look like a stalker dude... or an obsessed psychopath kkkkk

Thierry: Shut up! This is just brotherly concern!

Darlan: First, you don't consider him a brother, and second, it's obsession, not concern... ¤ I say pouting eee... bluergh... I throw up in my little bag.

Thierry: the bus stopped! * I park the car right behind the bus and see myself all in black. | Come on! * I say handing him a bag of black clothes.

Darlan: ¤ I stare at the clothes inside the bag. | I'm not wearing that! I don't look good in black and it's hot! And we look like criminals!

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