Screaming, disturbing, fuming, fucking. All the frustrations are being brought back to the surface by an old enemy who Elenor Roosvelt had cut ties with back in high school. That all came through as Eleanor gets out of the hospital after months and returns to her old job as Ski Aggu's manager. The complicated relationship from Joost and Eleanor's teenage years are brought right back where they left it off as she can't escape the man since she lives one bunk away from him in a tight tour bus. Will the hate turn into love, or will truth finally come out?

Langour (noun) weakness or weariness of body or mind// #1 in joostklein 16.06.2024 #1 in thenetherlands 21.06.2024 #1 in eurovision 23.06.2024 #1 in music 26.07.2024 --- Note that everything in this story is fictional. Any event that is similar to actual happenings has been fictionalised for the plot. Do not take anything from this story as real or as real representations of actual people. A light-hearted modern story that I'm not used to writing, but will try for the Joost Klein discourse. I've never been to The Netherlands, so I apologise for inaccuracies. But what a guy, right? Enjoy!