"Well...Well...If it isn't the wh*re of Western Village" I'm greeted by Roy who's enters the elevator with a girl.
"I think you mean 'Harlot of Revelation" I correct him.
The girl snakes his arm around Roy possessively "What's that?" She asks me.
"B...
I stand outside Simon's studio holding a plastic cup of coffee and a bottle of wine in the same hand. The past two weeks went by in lightening speed. I shifted my focus from the things I don't yet know about towards the things that seem relatively more important at the moment. It has been the most normal I've felt working with Simon since Jasper. We've been sleeping in studio most nights and it has been artistically stimulating, it also helps me take my mind off Roy and his glorious cock.
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I take a sip of the wine as I see Simon approaching me with breakfast in his hands. "Took you long enough." I mutter and take the box of donuts from his hands.
"It's ten in the morning, you're seriously drinking wine?" I shrug.
"Give me that." He takes the bottle and takes a sip.
"I was thinking for the last one, let's go a little dark."
Simon and I have been working on a series of Muriel paintings as a wedding gift for Mark and Megan's new bungalow.
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