~deepika.~ (REGRETAVATOR STORY)

39

Unpleasant enter's Split's house, it wad all dark and Split enters the house as well.
It was pitch black, they couldn't see anything as Split closed the door behind.

Then Split turns on the light switch, and the house wasn't pitch black anymore.

Unpleasant caressed Split's hair.

Split: "I'll make some tea, I'll start up the kettle."

Split went into the kitchen while Unpleasant stood.
As he explores Split's house, it had light blue walls. The kitchen is right next to the living room.
Split prepares the kettle as she turns on the sink to fill the kettle up.
Then she went into the cabinet, looking for some cups.
Unpleasant had his hand clutched on the wall.

Split: "Oh yeah, that's good. Take your shoes off, make yourself comfortable."

Split took out two small cups from the cabinet, while Unpleasant walked into the living room.

Unpleasant pulls and looks in a small cabinet that has a lamp on top of it.
He wasn't interested into getting to know Split more.
Then he closes the small cabinet.

Then Split came into the living room.

Split: "It's my parents place."

Unpleasant: "Ah."

Unpleasant nodded.

Split: "I plan on moving out soon, though."

Unpleasant: (walking around) "How long you've been here?"

Split: "Since I was born. I-I find that there are alot of advantages to not move."
Split had her hands clutched on the cushion of a chair.

Split: "So...w-what did you do in Russia?"

Unpleasant: "I was stiff."

Split: "Oh."

Split turns around. She goes to the coffee table

Split: "D-do you mean...the mafia?"

Split sat down on the coffee table, one of her hands are on her acoustic guitar.

Unpleasant: "No."

Unpleasant: "I'm independent. I steal things on my own. Although I've made many offers."

Unpleasant: (sees Split having her hand on guitar) "Are you musician?"

Split: (takes her hand of the guitar) "Oh no I just write songs-"

Split turns her head away.

Unpleasant: (approachs Split a little) "What kind of songs?"

Split sat up from the coffee table, looking away in embarrassment.

Split: (puts her hand on her face) "Oh I don't know those are terrible..."

Unpleasant picks up the guitar.

Split turns her head to Unpleasant.

Unpleasant: (carrying the guitar) "Love songs."

Unpleasant gave her the guitar.

Split jolted her head away.

Split: (embarrassed, yet smiling a little) "No- wait- oh no-"

Unpleasant sat down on the sofa.

Unpleasant: "I play."

Unpleasant looks at the guitar before strumming the chords.

Split looked at him, she seemed impressed.

Unpleasant: (singing) 🎵 Every night, I sleep by my window...

Waiting for someone...

To sing me her song...

So many dreams...

I kept it deep inside me...

Alone in the dark...

But you've come along...

And yooouuuu light up my life...

You give me hope...

To light up my days, and my nights...

With this song...

And yooouuuu... light up my life...

You give me hope...

To carry on...🎵

Later on, they both have sex in bed.

Unpleasant thrusts into Split...but the blankets covered them both.
Split moans in pleasure...in a soft way.
They both grunt.

After they finished, they are exhausted as they lay in bed.

Unpleasant: (breathing quickly) "Okay..."

Split: (also breathing quickly, but she smiled a bit) "Okay."

Unpleasant: (pats Split's shoulder) "I'm-a go now..."

Unpleasant got up from the bed.

As he got up from the bed, Split covered her naked body with the sheets.

Unpleasant puts his underwear back on.
Then he puts his pants back on.

Split looks at him: "See you in class tomorrow!"

Unpleasant exits Split's room, with his shirt over his shoulder.