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Boris was lying in "his" room, listening to music with headphones, trying as much as possible to ignore the screams of his hosts.

"only Abe" once again, yells -I'M NOT GONNA TAKE THAT THING...- Rebecca answers -I'M SICK OF THAT DAMN ATTITUDE YOUNG MAN, YOU KNOW YOU NEED THEM FOR...-

But his son answers -I'M FINE, I DON'T NEED THAT THING...- but Amir adds -let's all calm down, Abe, please, you know what's best, the doctor said it won't be for long, just until...-

But again the child screams -I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THAT THING AND THAT'S FINAL, IF YOU WANT TO POUR IT DOWN MY THROAT...- she shouted angrily -WHAT DOES IT THINK WE COULD...?-

But the paternal figure intervened again, with another of his democratic speeches, which although it managed to stop the fight, only left mother and son more pissed off.

Fortunately, as he said it in a normal tone, Boris didn't hear it.

A few screams and slamming doors later and the house was left in its increasingly usual deathly silence, God, how he wanted a cigar right now.

But, although he never claimed to be the most sensible person in the world, even he knew that Amir and Rebecca would not take it well, which also reminded him that his "reserve" was running out.

He had not yet made any "contacts" in the Big Apple, so for now he was in for a dry spell, but it was for the best.

Some time after being like that, someone knocked on his door, that was unusual, there were still a few hours left until dinner.

It was Rebecca, who entered the room visibly uncomfortable and said - hey Boris, ummm, me and Mr. Odeh need to talk in private... would you mind taking Abe out for a couple of hours?... you can go look for Chico's stand or something... - while she took some dollars out of her bag.

Boris nodded and took the money, what else could he do? Tell the woman who gave him bed and food that he couldn't?

He entered the other boy's room, without knocking obviously, and saw him there at his window, staring into space... shirtless, ho Chernabog, now he really needed a cigar.

Boris tried not to stare too much... seriously, but he couldn't help but pay special attention to his thin, pale figure, although everything was in its place, and with that pretty face, if the boy were to sunbathe a little more and lift some weights... he'd need a 3-meter pole to keep the women away.

He shook his head and asked, coming closer - aren't you cold?... it's December - the brown-haired boy shrugged his shoulders and answered - I've been really hot lately - yeah... he wasn't the only one.

The Slav then said -we are going out, so get dressed... or not, as you wish, the general public will not complain- staying longer looking at him to make the joke and see him embarrassed... but it did not work.

He just stared out the window, Boris began to take steps towards him, Abe did not react, Boris only half a meter away from him approached his hand, very delicately touched his arm, his skin felt cold, and that was already saying a lot for Boris, since his own skin was also usually very cold.

He began to slowly slide his fingers down his arm, until Abe answered -fine...- and stood up to start getting dressed.

Once they both left the house, Boris put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a sign to be quiet, then they put their ears close to the door and heard Rebecca shouting -LOOK, I DIDN'T WANT TO SAY ANYTHING IN FRONT OF THE BOYS... BUT YOU'RE BEHAVING LIKE A COMPLETE...-

But Abe angrily stepped away from the door and started walking away at a very fast speed.

Abe took the food from the shop assistant and heard him say -too bad Chico isn't here, I really would have liked to see you, like everyone else- the boy answers -I'd like to keep helping them, but...-

One who was behind cutting vegetables adds -don't talk nonsense kid, take it easy and recover, it's not good to play with nerves-

Another one adds -we will wait for you, don't worry, there will be plenty of time-

Abe nods, very reluctantly, and begins to take money out of his wallet and he adds -don't be silly, it's on the house- Abe, not wanting to argue, just nods and leaves.

And then he walks towards the benches, though he noticed that Boris was no longer there, for a short while he panicked about it, though it ended when he noticed the skunk stench.

He rolled his eyes and walked towards the smell.

And yes, indeed, just a couple of meters away, Boris was smoking weed with 2 other people that Abe had never seen in his entire life.

Abe hesitated for a second, but finally decided to approach him and when he saw him Boris said -haaa, "only Abe"... come meet my new friends-

A tall boy with curly hair, and very... "outlandish" clothes, half choked on his smoke and answered -Stan Barber, nice to meet you buddy- while showing him his fist.

A confused Abe raised his hands, indicating that he was carrying a tray, something that Stan had apparently just noticed, who, embarrassed, greeted him with an open hand.

Then his gaze went to a redheaded girl in an oversized sweater sitting near them who looked visibly uncomfortable, she quickly raised her hand and said -Sydney... tell me Syd... if you want-

Abe sat uncomfortably between Boris and Stan, then asked -do you want them?- raising the tray a little.

It seemed that Stan and Syd were about to reject him, when Boris clarified -better have some... he gets violent when you reject his food lol-

Abe immediately felt his face turn red as he recalled Boris's unfortunate first encounter with his food and replied -but after that you were convinced, weren't you?- perhaps in a lower tone of voice than he would normally use.

Boris nods and replies -Rzeczywiście...- then takes a bit from the tray and puts it in his mouth with a satisfied expression.

Stan shrugs and takes a bit as well, also making a MUCH more marked and loud sign of acceptance, finally Syd stood up and with some hesitation put a bit in her mouth as well, opened her eyes like Ego from Rattatoille and took a slightly larger piece.

Once everyone started to devour the food he brought the atmosphere relaxed a bit, Syd asked happily - What is this called? - Abe answers - I call it "Matzo Chocolate" -

Stan comments - Dude, my grandpa made me eat this every year at Easter when I was a kid... it tasted horrible, but this is great, I didn't know you could make it with chocolate -

The oldest boy asked impressed - Did you cook it? - to which the youngest of the group answered - Hmm, no, I'm on "leave" now... but the recipe was my idea-

Abe bit his tongue to stop himself from answering, "if I had cooked it I would have done it right, I wouldn't have..." but he immediately stopped that thought, it wasn't the other cooks' fault, it wasn't fair to get angry with them.

Syd replied -it's very good, the flavors are... I've never tried anything like that- Abe felt his heart fill slightly with a warm feeling.

After finishing eating, Stan took out of his brown leather jacket a cigarette case and from it an appendage wrapped in a white leaf, which was definitely not a common cigarette.

After lighting it he offered it to Abe, who, trying to hide his displeasure as best as possible, replies -no, thanks- Stan shrugs in response.

Boris laughs nasally and says -ahaha, if "only Abe" wanted to get high, he doesn't need to do it illegally... the psychiatrists already gave him a two-week dose- while taking a drag.

Stan surprised asks -really? What are you taking...?- with a glint of interest in his eyes that made Abe uncomfortable.

He answered somewhat seriously -nothing... actually I don't think I need them- that wasn't entirely true, but he thought it was the best way to end the discussion... unfortunately it wasn't like that, since Stan added -well if you want to get rid of them I could sneakily...-

Abe immediately answered seriously -no... I don't think so- but Boris asked interested -how much is a gram of...?- but Abe shouted at that moment -I SAID NO-

Starkling the other three a little, but Syd was the one who said -ok, your drugs, calm down- giving the joint back to Stan.

Luckily they were so high that the awkwardness of the moment was short-lived, soon Stan and Boris began talking about the very real possibility that the squirrels were conspiring against humanity.

Abe and Syd just stared at them trying to contain their laughter.

Finally, the couples parted ways, after Boris bought some "merchandise" from Stan, with what money? Abe didn't know, and as they walked back home, Boris said -I feel a little sorry for them-

Abe asks -the squirrels?- to which the black haired boy replies -Why would I feel sorry for those bitches? No... Stan and Syd, you can smell each other's scent, they probably fuck every day-

The auburn haired boy asks confused -and that's a shame, why...?- Boris replies -why is it totally... unilateral?- apparently not finding the word.

Abe suggests -one-sided?- Boris nods -yeah, that's it... he's dying for her, but she's just grateful- the brown haired boy asks -Why?-

The black-haired man answers -I didn't understand well, but from the context, she did something strange in Peneylvania...- Abe corrects him somewhat dismayed -Pennsylvania-

Boris nods, laughing a little and continues -...and he got her out of there at full speed, she is grateful and that's why she lets him stick his cock in her, and he naively believes that he can make her fall in love with him-

Abe asks -did you take all this out of context?- Boris answers -before you arrived they talked a lot, they acted differently in fact, Stan was more serious and Syd more "relaxed"...-

The brown-haired boy thought "it's probably his tactic to attract new clients" but he preferred not to say it, and just asked -since when are you so interested in your neighbor?-

Boris lets out one of his nasal laughs and says -How strange, right?... I felt strange too, almost as if I knew them from somewhere else- and then he let out another laugh

They walked for a while in silence until Abe said seriously -don't sell my drugs –

Boris answers -well, well, I just thought that if you're not going to use them anyway...- Abe says -what you want to do with your life and body is your problem, I don't approve of it, but I respect it, but I'm not going to...-

He says, louder -I heard, calm down... and why don't you want to take them anyway?- Abe clasped his hands and said in a whisper -it's stupid... you'll make fun of me-

Boris, still somewhat tall, responded with a laugh -I make fun of almost everything you say- Abe thought out loud -that's a good point...- then he sighed and continued -I looked them up, on the internet, one "may" have a side effect that I don't want to even think about-

Boris asked shamelessly - erectile dysfunction?- Abe stopped for a moment to look at him seriously... and then burst out laughing, that's why he loved being with Boris, his family would already be hugging him and comforting him without even hearing him.

Abe answers -I could lose my sense of taste - Boris snorts and answers - I understand... then you couldn't cook-

The shorter boy answers -I know it's silly, my head should matter much more to me than my stomach, but... without that what am I? I can't be the half-Jewish boy anymore, nor the half-Muslim boy, the only sure thing is being the cooking boy... and even that isn't entirely safe, not judging by the amount of messages my pages automatically ban... Boris?–

Abe looked back and noticed that Boris had stayed 2 meters behind, making faces at the animals in the pet store, immediately Abe burst out laughing and ran to his side to also bark back at the puppies.

He never thought it would be so comforting to fall in love with someone who cared so much about his life.

Okay... this turned out a lot longer than I thought

I recently watched "I Am Not Okay with This" and I DEFINITELY had to include them, this is the multiverse of madness after all.

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