Direction to the ass (Robert Fico X Peter Pellegrini)

The beginning of the end... Or not?

Year 2011 (approx.)

Pelle:

"I remember that day exactly. While it was getting dark outside, I was cooking dinner with the TV on in the background. I wasn't paying much attention when I suddenly heard a voice. The voice sounded almost angelic."

Girls - you got secret paths (you got secret paths)

Girls - we're tiny in front of you (yes, tiny)

Out of the puddle and into the mud

They lead us by the nose

Girls, I'm losing my mind over you (oooh girls)

Girls, I'm losing my mind over you (oooh girls)

I'm looking where this beautiful singing is coming from when I suddenly see it. A handsome young man with blond hair by the side of another caper. He immediately charmed me with something, I don't even know what. But even then I knew that we had a common future. The only thing I didn't understand at the time was that it was Robert Fico, my party colleague. But I found that out later...

Suddenly I didn't care about everything. It was just me and Peter lying on his brand new carpet in the office that he bought here last week. I don't know how long we lay here like that. I realized how bad it was, so I broke the whole bond.

"Peter I can't, you know... I have a man-"

"Yeah I know..."

Peter picked himself up from the ground, adjusted his suit and left. He didn't even look at me. So I was left lying alone on the carpet in Pelle's office, lost in my own thoughts. I always thought I knew what I wanted out of life. Obviously not. The next day, Peter went to hand in his resignation and became the chairman of the National Council, as I had promised. When I went to talk to him, he treated me exactly the same way he did before he decided to make love to me in his office. He must have put the whole incident out of his mind and I should too. But for some reason I can't. And apparently I will never succeed. Honestly, I don't even want to, I just like the idea of ​​us kissing. Too much. I have to stop thinking about it. I'm seeing it today for a romantic evening with my wife. I really can't think of any other way to get Peter and his kisses out of my head...