They had agreed to meet on the roof terrace of The Futures Past, an Art Deco boutique hotel at Mirage Canyon*, from where you could see the full moon over the rushing waterfall particularly well.
Erwin was eagerly anticipating a romantic evening with candle light dinner and a bit of hanky-panky in one of the hotel rooms afterwards.
He certainly did not expect to be informed about the parasites recently colonising his partner’s pubic hair.
*(oh so cute build by PixelatedDust.)
















