17 xvi.

a/n: first, i'll be giving off the side story of Owen and Erik before continuing Erold and Nixel's. This is gonna be short, just a filler and a way to end their story or something oopsie hahaha anyways enjoy!!

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I watched as how the two of them leave the door. It's only 8 in the morning. Excited, much? I rolled my eyes before slumping onto the couch, turning on the TV to watch some Netflix because honestly, that's the only thing I can do.

Nixel handed me some spare key to his suite. Since he probably knows I'm a homeless person right now who have a house but can't really go there in this time.

Owen knows that no one will be home since the owner of the house would be going out of the country with his lover to have some peaceful vacation away from us. Fantastic, isn't it?