Fade moved aside, disgusted, leaving Jag alone in contemplation. The boy rushed inside and Nef approached the girl. Like a ladys man, he leaned a hand on the wall and asked, So, do you like Momuht?
Quite enough, she replied, lying, shocked by his attitude.
You look tall with those skates, how old are you? the musician continued.
It's none of your business she replied, looking elsewhere.
Hey! Dont act like that; we need to get to know each other since youll live here!
At those words she turned angrily. Whats this story about? Jag is the one who wants to stay here, what do I have to do it? Jag!
She cut off the conversation with the bass player and faced the real culprit of her problem; she reached the doorstep and called the child several times under the man's amused look. Get out of this stinky room! she shouted but he wasnt listening to her, ecstatic in front of a witches Sabbath stamp on the wall.
Jag!
She wanted to go and grab him from the ear, but the stench was too nauseating and she just screamed from the door, so loud that the other members came out of their respective rooms to see what was happening and when their eyes fell on Nef at the same time in search of answers, he just shrugged and said: The contract is signed!