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After what felt like hours of wandering through neighborhoods, Hugo dragged his feet along the pavement, his shoulders slumped like a wilted flower. 

His energy was running on fumes, and the only thing keeping him upright was the thought of finally laying down somewhere—anywhere.

Preferably on big, soft boobs, of course. But for real, he was also quite frustrated!

"Collins, man," Hugo groaned, waving a hand dramatically in the air. "Do you have to be this picky? We've seen, like, twenty spots already! I swear, one of those places even had a pool. A pool! What more could you possibly want?"

He had never thought that his roommate and best friend, who was the most horny bastard in the world was such a picky person. 

He wasn't even a fraction as picky as this with his women! Wasn't it just a house for a birthday party? 

It wasn't like they were going to live there forever. It was simply one day!