Nico got very bored listening to the jeremiads of his acquaintance. What a wimp . `And that with my best friend` the acquaintance groans. `You`re own fault` Nico says. That`s why you should not have any best friends. And no wife for that matter. Women are unreliable bitches.
Nico has no best friends, he has acquaintances. Others may think that he is their best friend, but they are grossly mistaken. It gives him a lot of pleasure to make them belief in this. Nico is not in favour of pleasure, but the displeasure he gives some else ,without the person realising, raises some joy in him. It is complicated to be Nico and for him it cant be complicated enough.
Nico has no wife that could leave him. He also doesn't have a wife who stays with him. That horror has spared him. Imagine that! Everlasting happiness, he doesn't dare to think about it.
Once there was a woman who loved him and he loved her. He was young and did not know any better. On a messy night he cheated on her with her sister. This was not appreciated by everybody. Sometimes he's sorry. It is wonderfully sad to live with regret.
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