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BROOK

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BROOK

Did I just find out a few days ago that Fane and Logan are roommates again? Yes

Could I have guessed that? Maybe

Am I in front of his house anyway? Yes

I looked through the black pane of my helmet at the house, in which the light shines inside. It's really beautiful. Even the bursts are still alive outside with don't have any leaves on them, and there are many cars. So the whole group lives together.

I really don't want to go in there. But maybe Logan isn't inside? It's not like he has a project himself and has to take care of it. Yeah, it's gonna be fine. He is not there.

With the motivational thoughts not to drive away and to give Fane an excuse, I got off my bike and walked to the door.

With my steps, one lamp with cold light went on automatically. It was dark, so it helped me see better. I went up the two steps to the porch which was beautiful too. A swing seat on the left and some plants.

I rang the bell. The door didn't even stay a second closed when someone open it wide open. Logan was standing in front of me, and the thought that gave me the motivation not to disappear flew away. "Were you standing by the door the whole time?" I raised an eyebrow. "Of course not, I saw your bike from my window."

"Stalker." Logan grinned and opened the whole door, stepping aside. "Feel like home." I went in and immediately took off my shoes, which I then simply put aside against the wall. "Where's Fane?" I turned to Logan as he closed the door.

"Would you like something to drink?" he played off the topic and walked past me. I walk after him as I went into the house. I saw that the living room and kitchen are not separated, it's really spacious here. The space the guys have is enormous.

"No, thank you. So where's Fane?" I asked again. I get ignored again as Logan started to make some tea. "You look like you like black tea." "Can you stop this nonsense? I'm not here to drink tea with you." "You should."

I was about to ask again, but my question was answered when Fane came out of the room. "Sorry, I just wanted to finish one game." Thanks for not taking too long. "Everything's fine, shall we start?"

"Sure." "Your tea." Logan joined the conversation. "Thank you, darling." Fane smiled at Logan and took the tea that was actually meant for me. "It tastes great. We should think about whether you cook for us." I gave a short laugh, where Logan only looked at Fane with mild annoyance.

Fane put his hand on my back and then led me the way to his room. At the door, he put his hand away and opened the door for me. "Ladies First." I walked in. The room was tidy but still dark until Fane turned on the light.

The computer was still on when I saw FIFA on the display. "Do you really all live here together?" I asked now, as I put my helmet on the desk and took off my jacket. "What do you mean by all?" "You know what I mean, your group here." Then Fane nods to me. "But sometimes it's quite exhausting, we're lucky only Logan is there, but he has to leave soon too."

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