She looked at me questioningly and expectantly, then she snuggled closer to me putting her left hand on my shoulder and her head on my chest. I put my arm around her hip, took her left hand slightly in mine and wanted to keep the courtesy distance. I reluctantly let myself be dragged into the middle of the room. On the radio, Brian Ferry sang "Jealous Guy" She took the cigarette out of my hand, jumped off the couch and pulled me up. Her French timbre went through and through again. "A very dear person is hiding under the wolf fur, I would like to get to know him," she said softly. "Loup solitaire" she breathed again it went through and through me. "You are a loup solitaire (French: lone wolf). He thinks I should go among people more often." "Yes, even my father has said that many times enough. "You like to be alone?" she asked her gaze was strangely warm She was a little closer to me and played with one of my strands of hair. "I would like to see in your thoughts," she breathed back into me. I cannot take responsibility for putting you in danger. "No, it has nothing to do with you or your person. But as she said it and looked at me, she told me that she was serious about what was said. Should that be a turn on now, so trallala, Twitter, Twitter. You’re so closed, so focused, you know what you’re talking about. Even if you’ve been swearing with me a lot lately. He’s not very intelligent but he’s a good guy. All rich sons who drive fat cars live off their parents’ money and spread like a peacock. "My Maman always wants to bring me together with some FiFis. “I’ve had a boyfriend before, but nothing fixed,” she said. If you live where I live, you don’t have much opportunity. “I don’t have a love grief, I just like the music.” "You only hear such a music when you have love grief." Said she and looked at me compassionately as if she wanted to comfort me. I shook my head "No," I replied, and I wanted to turn away.įreddie Mercury breathed his „Love of my live“ "What about you Helldiver?" she asked me. Then she suddenly blew my hair and gently arranged the strands with her fine fingers. She took them and set them on fire herself. ![]() I pulled out my cigarette packet and offered Amelie one as well. She knelt next to me on the couch and held a can, A short time later, she returned with two beer cans in her hand. ![]() I could see that she wasn’t going right to the bedroom, no she turned left. Amelie stayed seated and fixed me.įreddie Mercury was breathing “You take my breath away.” I lit another cigarette and emptied my beer can. Of course, he meant it ironically, because he was probably fed up with no one saying a word. I listened silently to the music, smoked my cigarette and drank beer. ![]() I sat bent over, my elbows supported on my thighs and my head in my hands. She had sat down on the couch, put her legs on and put her head on her knees. Maybe the other two didn’t like my taste in music. I turned on the radio and didn’t make it too loud. I picked a cassette with QUEEN and some other pop bands. After dinner I went to take a shower again, this time I sat down in the common room. I thought they get familiar with the idea that I was going to leave. The two took this suspiciously, but nobody dared to speak to me about it. Secretly, however, I hoped that they would do something to show me that they were working on themselves. What they would do if I had set out was their thing. The thought of going on alone took shape and seemed to me to become more and more plausible. ![]() They left me alone, obviously they understood that I didn’t want any more. They were absolutely plemmplemm, I wouldn’t take any more action with the two of them, that was just too dangerous for me. “Can’t we try the sports field again?” asked Amelie. "Are you back in the Stockroom today?" asked Amelie. Both sat at the table with their heads hanging and looked over at me stealthily. I wished good morning, took something to eat and poured me coffee.
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