Antwoord - Joost Klein

6.

I went down to the lobby for the fifth time today. The receptionist was so kind to let me take as much coffee as needed while I kept working up in the room. I needed that coffee since I knew I was headed to the mechanic after I finished the cup.

"Thank you so much for the coffee" I thanked the receptionist who looked just as tired as I, but we were going through it together. She was working at the motel while I was working on planning a whole tour.

I started making phone calls when the clock hit 8 to different venues. I only got about one rejection, but I wouldn't call it a rejection since they just said they had to think about it. I knew they would call back at some point during the day.

The mechanic said the car would be done at 10 in the morning so we could finally hit the road again. Joost had slept so quietly during the whole night that I almost thought he was dead at some point, so I let him be.

When I returned to the room, I heard that the shower had been turned on and Joost was missing from the bed. I sat down with my fifth coffee cup as I started finishing the last details for most of the Dutch shows.

I never felt accomplished if I only did a half a decent job, so I made sure that everything was planned down to the very last detail. I was in charge of this, and I worked hard so artists would be pleased with my work.

The door to the bathroom opened and automatically I turned my head. There Joost was only covered in a towel around his waist. His hair was dripping wet while steam came out of the bathroom.

His tattoes were on full display for my eyes. He had gotten so many since the last time I saw him. His arms had at least five on each one while his stomach still had one that covered most of his left lower side.

I felt myself getting a bit lost in his tattoos as the towel didn't leave much up to the imagination.

"Done starring?" He questioned as I snapped out of it.

I went back to my computer but from my eye corner I could still make out the vision of Joost. Then I suddenly heard the wet towel drop to the floor, so I quickly covered my eyes. "What the fuck Joost" I cursed.

"Woops, maybe I have an opinion on this, but I don't want to share it because none of us would get anything out of it" Joost mocked my voice from what I said last night. Or more specifically this morning since it was 3 in the morning when I said it.

"Please just put your dick away" I huffed out while everything was still completely black for my eyes.

"Don't act like you don't love the sight" he said while a few noises were heard from his bag.

"There is not much to see anyways" I let out a little chuckle.

"Suck my dick, bitch" he said under his breath while a metal belt buckle was heard so I assumed he had finally put on some pants.

"No thank you. I don't even think it would reach the back of my throat" I slowly looked through my fingers and saw that he was only missing a shirt now, so I pulled my hands away from my eyes.

"Was that a challenge?" He smirked while slightly glancing at me.

"You wish" I rolled my eyes.

He finished getting dressed and said he would wait for me outside in the parking lot since he had to go for a smoke. I made one last call before I packed up all my belongings. I quickly brushed my teeth and made myself look hot.

Not for Joost, but maybe there was a hot mechanic when I had to pick the car up.

I joined Joost out in the parking lot after I had left the key by the receptionist. She was even kind enough to give me a cup of coffee in a to-go cup. Honestly, I might just hit on the receptionist at that point.