"Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet."
– Plato
After the never ending and the sneaking two weeks, we finally dashing on the Athena and now on board of the Xatu Space Station, we has been here for a month. And i have been avoiding Alina for days now, she is a lust machine. Every time we meet her appetite for sex was raging, and sometimes i was busy. Not that i don't enjoyed it, i do really really do, but i have been saving it for the wedding. I really don't want to jinx it, the wedding will felt like an obligation rather than a token of love. Believe me i want to be the romantic here, and she always the one that out of control.