Romeos Page #4

- What did you take?

- He looks so good!

- Who?

- Fabio, of course.

You look good too.

Look after yourself, OK?

Let me tell you something.

He might f*** well,

but there's nothing else.

Some guys are better left alone.

Hey, where have you been?

- Fabio, I can't.

- Sure you can.

- Fabio, we're moving too fast.

- Fast?

Last night was so cool.

Ine, guess where I

went yesterday. Come on.

I went to Men Only.

Ine, isn't that amazing?

You know what?

"Please, please,

Don't leave me alone. "

I didn't see you anywhere.

You are so into yourself.

You wouldn't have got in anyway.

Girls aren't allowed in.

- You two look really rough.

- So do you.

Do you know what they said?

What they think of me?

You have a huge hickey.

- Who was it?

- Only if you stop to being cross.

- It doesn't bother him?

- What bother whom?

Nothing.

Guess what they think of me.

Guess what Sven and others

said to me.

- I have no idea. Nice?

- No.

- Interesting?

- Good looking!

Ine, Sven thinks I'm good looking.

They all do!

- How do you guys know each other?

- From school. Satisfied?

- Is he your ex?

- No, my best girlfriend.

Is he gay?

When can I move to the men's dormitory?

- Hello, first of all.

- Have you apologized?

- So I can get approval?

No, and I'm not going to.

But there are loads of free rooms!

Lukas, I promised I will talk about that,

but there are other important things.

- Like what?

- Excuse me?

I hate having to give every

tiny detail.

My name, my new passport,

whether or not I take my testosterone.

I needed five signatures just to

get out of f***ing physical surveillance.

It's always the same questions.

And now when all I need is for you to

suck up a little, you won't.

- That's right.

- Why not?

Miss Kampmann, please.

- I understand it's difficult for you.

- I'm not a girl. I don't belong here!

I know, but you can't force things.

- Let's go swimming.

- No, I do not have time.

Oh, come on.

Is everything Okay?

Lukas was at the window.

- Fabio, your family's here.

- What?

- Over there, look!

- Where?

- Over there, next to the tree.

- Where?

He's a big man out here, but he'd get

his arse kicked if Mama found out

how many strangers' arses

he'd stuck his cock up.

You arse.

Do you think it's winter?

Ditch your clothes and get a tan.

What's wrong?

- I have a sun allergy.

- Sun allergy?

- So, you're handicapped.

- No!

Stop it! Fabio!

- Who wants water?

- B*tch!

Just eleven more weeks,

then these things are off at last.

I am so happy.

- Afterward, just a small scar...

- Have you lost your mind!

Lukas, come on in! Don't be like that!

- No thanks.

- Come on!

Fabio's always looking at us.

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