“What on earth gave you the idea of hiding this stuff in my jacket?”
“Well, weed...green, easy to remember,” Florian answered with a sheepish grin.
“Just don't ever touch it again, ok?” Roman glared at him.
“So, it's not about the weed then, it's about the jacket?”, Flo frowned bemusedly.
Jenny chose it for Roman, insisting that he would wear it on many of their nights out.
Much later he understood her hidden agenda. Nothing would proclaim the man at her side to be just her gay best friend more effectively than a green velvet jacket.
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Momo (momogermany) wrote in no7_awz on May 16th, 2011 at 05:07 am