Bets are made, gentlemen... No more bets.

Louis slowly lowered the lid of his laptop. With trembling fingers he found a pack of cigarettes and lit it. That's all. End. Their romance with Kitsune is over ... And this time he put an end to it. He sat, stunned, not understanding how it happened, inhaling and exhaling hot acrid smoke.

She said she needed both of them... or neither. He freaked out and said: fine, no one, then no one! Because he cannot and does not want to share it with anyone, including Tom. And that at this rate, there is no guarantee that a football team or some kind of pop rock band with the whole composition will not be in his bed somehow.

She reacted with restraint, without drama. She said that she loved and would never forget, and hoped that they could remain friends. She asked me not to quarrel with my brother and not to blame him for anything. Here, damn it, it’s always like this - no matter what jamb the youngest screw up, there will always be a bunch of lawyers on his side!

Her calmness finally convinced