,,Why do you keep on looking at my lips ?"
For some seconds he was quiet.
,,I'm trying to read them,
I can't hear."
The prostitute said sorry and looked away.
,,It's alright..I guess."
Nicolas shrug with his shoulders.
,,Why are you working here ?"
He asked her straight.
,,unexpected question.."
She whispered.
,,You don't have to tell me.
If you want to you can ask me something first,
maybe then you'll get to trust me more.
If that helps,
today ist my last day here,
I'm moving anyways away."
Nicolas had a deep beautiful voice,
she felt save when she heard it.
,,Since when are you deaf ?"
