Multi-move Volume 1

The guy looked at the garden. — I don't want to, I'd rather look at the garden — the guy replied and buried himself in a warm blanket, he leaned against the back of the clinic (lectus) then he fell asleep on the back, then it was autumn and it was very cold, and the guy hid his body under a blanket. *** The servant came to Kavinsky and Radan. "I'm sorry, but Sir Lololoshka refused to go and preferred to look at the garden," the servant replied. "Free, and we'll talk to him later," Vince said, and the girl left. Vince angrily squeezed the glass and put it on the coffee table, he got up from the sofa and went to the brown-haired man, he opened the door to his room and went to the balcony and opened his door, then looked at the snuffling little body. — C, it's cold outside, and he sleeps on it! Vince grumbled and picked him up from the clinic and carried him into the room, the room itself was gorgeous, the room was huge, in white, gold and red tones, the bed was roundish, with a red bedspread on it, a cloth descended from the sides that hid itself from sunlight, there was a red carpet on the floor, the walls were white with golden "cracks", the ceiling was domed with golden stripes in a circle, in the corner there was a huge closet with a lot of clothes, it was almost half the wall, it was stuffed from cotton linen to with the addition of gold and various ores in the fabric, the exit to the balcony itself was closed with lush, white curtains, on the free walls there were shelves with books, almost all volumes, by authors translated into Russian. Vince brings the Lolly into the room and lays it on the bed, he takes the guy's plaid and looks out the window, the rain was coming and the blonde went out on the blonde and pressed the button on the wall and the balcony canopy moved out of the wall, he closed the window and opened into a domed shape, and from below at the very railing of the balcony "windows" that at first they seemed to be just glass inserts between two panes. — Huh, a miracle of technology, how good it is to live in such an advanced world — Kavinsky said and went inside the room, he folded a blanket and put it on the wedge, and then went to the guy who was tossing in his bed, he was shaking from the thunderstorm that was in the distance. Vince sat on the edge of the bed and hugged him. — Oh, why are we acting up? Vince asked and patted him on the head. — I'm tired, I want to sleep — the guy turned away on his body, being between his legs. — Okay, sweet dreams to you — Vince was about to leave. — I'm afraid of thunderstorms... The guy said, burrowing into the blanket, and Vince looked at him in surprise. — Well, how would you like to stay? — He asked and sat down on the edge of the bed...Caleb — He's busy right now, as is Radan, and my break is over now, then Lawrence will sit with you — What about Nick? The guy asked and looked at the slightly tense Kavinsky. — He is a little busy with his basic duties... — What other duties are these!? — the guy asked, a chill went through his chest. —Well... with... okay, I'm off, don't get bored here," Vince said and disappeared from the room. The guy clenched his hands, he exhaled, and he himself covered his mouth with his hands in despair, he realized that with Nick they were doing something that the guy clearly avoided, but not himself. He lay on his side and hugged a larger pillow and closed his eyes, he began to fall asleep. {A Dream Is a Memory Age: 19 years old The guy is walking through the forest, he is walking along a stone path, and the forest is all around, the smell is clean, and the sounds of animals are all around, the guy was fine, when suddenly he hears his mother's voice, she says something to him and the guy is transported to a room, a room where he found his mother who was in a loop, she was swinging from from side to side, the guy stood and looked at it with tears, but Eo, his father took him away...comforted and...} The guy woke up in a cold sweat, Nick was lying next to him and hugging him, he was shaking, and his ass was sore. — Lololoshka, is everything okay? You were shaking so much in your sleep — Yes, it's a nightmare ... — Tell me, don't be afraid, — he said and looked at the brown-haired man. To tell or Not to tell. What should I do?