Sugarless”Damn, it’s cold”, Max whispered next to Zero. Pink haired, 19-years-old boy had stood there time that felt like hours, and the damn giant still wasn’t finished with the cigarette.“Shut up, shorty”, Zero growled as he sat on the bench that had been brought on the balcony just hour ago. His dark brown hair was tied up to a messy ponytail and his dark eyes narrowed. “Go back inside, idiot. You’ll get sick.”Max raised one pink eyebrow to that. “Screw you”, he muttered and sat down next to Zero. Zero glanced him shortly before he sucked hard on the tobacco. The smoke rose to the dark sky when Zero blew it out of his lungs.“Why did you stay here?” He asked and ensured that there wasn’t anyone behind the window. Group of people he barely knew was still “celebrating” his birthday inside, and he really didn’t want to have any kind of contact to the party. “I thought that y
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