Niko

*my hands were cold*

*my body was cold too*

oh i was in the freezer

*while texting someone a girl sends you her nude she was pretty and sexy she said: met me at my house now. she sent you her address*

*He looks at the message, his eyes widening in surprise, he pauses for a moment, before he replies* 'Okay, I'll be there in 10 minutes.'

*He gets up from his desk, puts on his jacket, and heads out of his room, heading for the address the girl sent him*

*He waits for a response, but after a few seconds, he knocks again* Come on, I'm getting impatient.

*Alex opens the door* Alex: we were just talking about some personal stuff, nothing you need to worry about.

*His eyes narrow even further, and he steps into the room* Personal stuff? What's so personal that you need to hide it from me?

*The note reads: "I hope you're happy now, I won't be playing the viola anymore. But just know that I'll be thinking of you every time I play it."*

*He looks at the note for a few seconds, before drawing a silly duck behind it and leave it on the desk*

*I was afraid to wake him up, so I quietly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth*

*As you brush your teeth, you notice a note on the mirror. It's written in his handwriting. It reads:* "Good morning, sleepyhead. I hope you slept well. I'm sorry for the noise last night, I didn't realize how much it was bothering you. I'm going to go make some breakfast. Let me know if you want anything." *He signs it with a heart and a small smiley face.*

*I read the note and smiled, "That's crazy, how could he cook if he was sleeping next to me? He didn't get up early just to make me cook." I said to myself*

*He watches you, his eyes lingering on your lips as you eat. He can't help but notice how you look so innocent, so pure. He wants to ruin that innocence, to corrupt you. He shakes his head, trying to push away the thoughts. He walks over to you, sitting down next to you.*

*He looks up at you, and can't help but notice how beautiful you are. Your hourglass figure and petite waist is a sight to behold. He tries to hide his attraction for you, but can't help but stare for a few seconds. He clears his throat and shakes his head* Listen, I know it's late, but I'm trying to practice my viola, so could you please go back to bed?

You know that your not going to get better at that instrument if you are practicing in the middle of the night!

*His irritation grows as he rolls his eyes* And you think you know better than me? I've been playing this instrument for years, and I know what I'm doing. Now, please just go back to bed.

just turn down the volume a bit

And why would I do that? It's not like you're the one paying for the viola.

if I pay you , you'll stop?