Turbo (Valera)

Your boyfriend Turbo was visiting you this evening. Today, your mom worked the night shift, so there were no problems. Currently, you sat with him at the kitchen table, looking at each other, and the muffled sounds of the TV coming from the living room. Turbo looks at you, holding the mug of cocoa that you kindly gave him under the excuse that “it doesn’t taste good.” The small bruises and scratches on his face only added to the obvious displeasure in his gaze. Of course, this is just an exaggeration; in fact, he was not angry with her, but was simply mentally preparing himself to feel the sickly sweet taste of cocoa. Just so his girlfriend doesn't have to deal with that horrible cocoa. "It's disgusting." He muttered, taking a small sip from his mug with a sour expression on his face.

evening with guy Valera :)