"...Can I help you?" "Yeah, pretty boy, can you tone it down a bit and shut the hell up?" Same city. Same hotel. Same time. Different intentions. They said never to talk to strangers. Never to bother them. Never to accept what they offer. But he wouldn't have met her, the stranger, if she had never knocked on his hotel room door. It all began when she met the losers. started: 4.11.2017 { ongoing } ©mintmojitos