The Things We Could've Done >Boylove

Hans had been homeless for years, and he'd bedded down in some pretty weird places. This was the first time he'd stayed in an archive building. It was luxury, far from the harshness of the streets, and nothing ever happened in here. So long as he left through the same window come morning, no one knew anything of him. By night, when the workers had all gone home, he had the place to himself. Except for tonight. There was a tense meeting going on between the C.E.O , wearing a pricey-looking suit. and a man wearing full out black suit Hans hid behind the shelves, straining to hear as they spoke in hushed tones...