"Your work.. Do you sell your body?"
"No.. I don't. Bas was my first."
"Really."
"I'm an all-rounder in the bar. Sometimes I clean, prepares the drinks, checks the stocks, bartending, entertaining the guest by singing or playing with a band.. Whatever is needed.."
"Accompanying?"
"I used to do it.. But, I stopped when I met Bas. I started as a host but no sex involved since I'm below 20."
"Had girlfriends or boyfriends before?"
"Girlfriends.. but they hated my job."
"Why are you covering your face in school?"
"I was afraid to get caught working in a bar. If I can't work, I have to stop schooling.."
"Paren---"
"Geez, what's this? Don't you think you're being carried away for asking too much?"
"I'm bored."
I huffed the smoke from my 4th stick today..
"I see.. Me too.. They left and started a brand new start with their new family.. They're a lot happier now.. By the way, Bas told me he can't cook so, thank you for the lunch in my bag."
"Stu---"
"It's cold.. Why are you here?"
Bas snuggled as he wrapped his arms around Copter with a blanket. I didn't notice he was just wearing a big shirt and boxers.. Balcony was kinda chilly.
My friend kissed his temple but he didn't answer.. The idiot then grinned at me and said..
"How can you fuck so hard if you smoke a lot?"
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I ran to the Gym stockroom gasping for air.. Cheers and applauses can be heard the next door.
Without waiting another second, I pushed it open.
The room was then eaten by silence.
In front of my eyes, I saw Copter lying on the table naked gloriously, breathing heavily, and sobbing silently.. I looked around and realized they were recording this hardcore party they initiated..
