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Nicky is holding Joe’s jacket.
He is trying very hard to get Joe out of the room they have been spending four days in.
“Mi Amore, we need to get some fresh air” Nicky tries again.
Joe throws another shirt after him with the reply: “Open a window and come back to bed.”
Joe gives Nicky a smile, he finds it hard to resist, so Nicky changes tactics and throws the jacket on the floor.
“Ok let's stay in bed," Nicky said and sat down on the bed, where he pulled his t-shirt up, showing his tummy.
"But it isn't me who'll miss out on seeing the latest Banksy around the corner, Joe"
Nicky can tell Joe has a conflicted look on his face which means Joe is thinking this: "Nicky or Banksy."
"A real shame you're going to miss out on it," Nicky said as he stretches his body showing more of his tummy.
"They talk about painting it over in less than six hours," Nicky said with a smile.
Suddenly Joe pulled Nicky up from the bed with a smile.
"Suddenly I find the idea of fresh air very motivating," Joe said before kissing Nicky.
"Oh, really," Nicky replied. "What made you change your mind?"
“I need to show the world that you're more beautiful than a Banksy," Joe replied with a smirk.
Joe kissed Nicky again.
"And that you're more valuable than a Banksy," Joe adds.
They leave the room hand in hand.