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Their home is quiet. A little too quiet. And while Kevin wouldn’t accuse Jakob of being up to something in the silence, he is curious why there’s not even the distant, muffled sounds of video game music, or Jakob humming, or strumming.
It doesn’t take Kevin long to find Jakob. He’s curled up on the bed they share, mostly on top of his giant penis plushie, affectionately named Big Richard. He has Greta tucked into his chest, and Alfons is lying with his head on Jakob’s hip.
Jakob’s drooling, and yet Kevin finds himself unable to look at anything else.