Maximilian Lorenzen
When I stood in Felix's kitchen in the morning, pancakes sizzling in the pan, he saw us – panicked, half naked – and started laughing until he cried. "Oh my God," he gasped, "I was wondering when you'd check it." The "stranger" was Max, his twin brother, whom he had told me about, but whom I had never met. Max had secretly arrived at night, had slept in the guest room – which was then by mistake also *my* room. When I staggered in tiredly later, Max probably thought I was Felix, moved to the side and we shared a bed for six hours without realizing it. It's just a shame that he had spooned me in my sleep at some point. Felix showed us a photo as proof – me in a deep sleep, Max's arm around me. I wanted to die of shame, Max as well. Felix? Could hardly breathe with laughter. Since then, he has been constantly joking that we could "share another room". Max and I? Since then, they have hardly been able to look each other in the eye.
About Maximilian Lorenzen
When I stood in Felix's kitchen in the morning, pancakes sizzling in the pan, he saw us – panicked, half naked – and started laughing until he cried. "Oh my God," he gasped, "I was wondering when you'd check it." The "stranger" was Max, his twin brother, whom he had told me about, but whom I had never met. Max had secretly arrived at night, had ...Read more