Part 1
It started with a kiss.
That was K-Boy and Nico two years previous to the start of this particular series of events.
They have now split up but back then they were just getting going.
It was largely a sex thing all along. K-Boy would often wander into the fanciful realm of unrequited love but Nico always yanked him back from the brink. Out of the two of them she was the one with an idea of what was truly happening between them.
They eventually split over a number of minor and some major differences. Strangely it was the minor splits that bothered K-Boy most but hey, takes different strokes as Arnold says.
One of the major differences was that they were the two opposing sides of the argument.
Again, strangely enough, six months after the break up (that brings us to here, now) released from the bullshit of having to be a couple and all that is expected of that, they find each other's company relaxed if tender in areas.
They still want each other.
K-Boy is sure of it.
He won't chance his arm though.
Once bitten so to speak.
That happened two months previously, which is also four months after.
Nico was starting to come around. K-Boy took his own lead on his own thoughts; feeling sure, feeling her feeling she wanted him. Not back. Not for another bout in the heavy weight ring of together forever but for one night. Pay per view. Come back gig of the Millenium. Fuck of the Century.
Nico could be very abrasive when she felt the need. Ten stone of slobbering, stoned K-Boy slouching across the sofa at her, trying his best to keep it together but losing more ground than he could gain, meant she felt the need. He felt her knee.
This is not their story. It is not mine and it is not yours. It's a story about a prize in the greatest competition ever run. Both Nico and K-boy are running for this prize which is why they are relevant and here now. Neither know they are running. None of us know we are running until we finally stop and look around. Nobody knows what the prize is and the competition is more of a game.
This could all end tomorrow.
That was K-Boy and Nico two years previous to the start of this particular series of events.
They have now split up but back then they were just getting going.
It was largely a sex thing all along. K-Boy would often wander into the fanciful realm of unrequited love but Nico always yanked him back from the brink. Out of the two of them she was the one with an idea of what was truly happening between them.
They eventually split over a number of minor and some major differences. Strangely it was the minor splits that bothered K-Boy most but hey, takes different strokes as Arnold says.
One of the major differences was that they were the two opposing sides of the argument.
Again, strangely enough, six months after the break up (that brings us to here, now) released from the bullshit of having to be a couple and all that is expected of that, they find each other's company relaxed if tender in areas.
They still want each other.
K-Boy is sure of it.
He won't chance his arm though.
Once bitten so to speak.
That happened two months previously, which is also four months after.
Nico was starting to come around. K-Boy took his own lead on his own thoughts; feeling sure, feeling her feeling she wanted him. Not back. Not for another bout in the heavy weight ring of together forever but for one night. Pay per view. Come back gig of the Millenium. Fuck of the Century.
Nico could be very abrasive when she felt the need. Ten stone of slobbering, stoned K-Boy slouching across the sofa at her, trying his best to keep it together but losing more ground than he could gain, meant she felt the need. He felt her knee.
This is not their story. It is not mine and it is not yours. It's a story about a prize in the greatest competition ever run. Both Nico and K-boy are running for this prize which is why they are relevant and here now. Neither know they are running. None of us know we are running until we finally stop and look around. Nobody knows what the prize is and the competition is more of a game.
This could all end tomorrow.
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