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2020-10-11 17:51:36Yes, yes, the good old days", Wilhelm sighed and indulged further, "You almost feel like going back to school for a day because of nostalgia."
Sabine gave an indignant snort.
“You can safely make this journey into the past by yourself. No ten horses would bring me back to a classroom. "
After all, thanks largely to Erik, her school days had largely been a journey into hell. What had become of him? What did he look like these days? Was he still driving around with his skateboard in such a cool and casual way? Actually, she didn't want to think about it any further. She would never see him again anyway and that was a damn good thing.
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“How did we deserve that?” Elvira said, delighted at half the Black Forest cake that her daughter had put into her hands after the greeting.
“That was Wilhelm's birthday cake. His mother brought him over. We can never finish all of this alone. So I thought to myself, she is much better off here. "
In truth, every time the refrigerator was opened in the course of yesterday, Wilhelm had come over again with disgust and each time he was on the verge of dumping the cake residue in the organic waste. Sabine found that the waste and the generally beautiful cake was much too good to throw away. So she decided without further ado to simply please her parents with it. And here it was now.
"Did you have to play the lovers for Dorothea again?" Asked Elvira.
Sabine nodded and also told her about how she had to smuggle Wilhelm's one-night stand out of the apartment.
"Good goodness! How long should it go on like this? Why doesn't he finally tell her? ”She shook her head disapprovingly.
"Because she would definitely get a heart attack if she realized that her conservative upbringing was for the ass," Zoe replied as she entered the kitchen, before she kissed Sabine on the hair as a greeting, "Nice to see you again drop by. I don't even know what you look like anymore. "
Zoe gave her a brief smile.
"I've been looking exactly the same for at least five years."
Sabine always wore her medium-length brown hair without an elaborate cut, so that it could be more easily processed into different braids and braids without short ends hanging out everywhere.
"A pony would look really good on you," said Elvira, expressing her expert opinion and once again imagining imaginary hair on her daughter's forehead, "The pony is just coming back into fashion, you know?"
“Mom, you know very well that hair on my face annoys me. I also get pimples underneath. We already had it all, ”Sabine reminded her.
Unfortunately, she suffered from acne-prone, rather oily skin. During puberty, of course, at times she also went with fashion and had Elvira cut a pony. After just a few weeks she had regretted this cut again, because her skin under the curtain of hair apparently could and would not breathe even less than usual.
“As you think”, Elvira waved it off, not entirely convinced, “But back to Wilhelm and you. What does he say to his mother when you have a boyfriend? He will certainly not understand that you live with another man and that you are from time to time his girlfriend. "
Sabine exhaled audibly. It felt like her mother brought up this topic every few months.
"That's what we can worry about when I have a friend."
In contrast to her mothers, however, she had buried hope for it a long time ago. Because she was inherently full of complexes because of her sometimes impure skin and her imperfect figure, which is why she approached strangers - and especially men - shy and rather shy. In their presence, she always catapulted herself back into her sixteen-year-old, insecure self. That probably didn't make it easy to get to know her. But as soon as she had gained a little confidence, she thawed relatively quickly and was then just as talkative and open as everyone else, as soon as she felt comfortable. But in this fast-paced world, hardly anyone seemed to give her the time she needed. She was simply overlooked as a rather quiet, inconspicuous person. And since she would never approach someone of her own accord, of course nothing changed in this state.
"The right one will come soon," Zoe said well to her.
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What are you two standing around here so apart?", Wilhelm suddenly approached out of nowhere and cast a scrutinizing look at his roommate before he and Erik greeted each other with a manly handshake.It had not escaped him that Sabine made an uncomfortable impression. So he stood next to her and put an arm around her middle."Are you okay?" He asked quietly and looked at her waiting with warm eyes. She nodded and gave him a small, grateful smile.Erik had not escaped this familiarity, of course, and drew his own conclusions from it."Didn't even know that you were dipping your stick in Maja's honey pot," he commented on the scene and took another sip, amused.Sabine's features slipped easily and she was glad that she could hold on to her glass.Wilhelm froze next to her for a second, before he deliberately pulled her very close to his side and kissed her on the temple."Envious?" He smiled provocatively.A mocking sound escaped
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