In the dimly lit, smoky room, two girls sit anxiously, legs crossed and hearts pounding. They're waiting for something, or someone, to break the tension. Their eyes flicker to the door each time it creaks, hoping it's him. The girl with the lip bite whispers, "I hear he's got a big cock," as the other, with the freckles, nods eagerly. They're here for the same reason, a mutual desire for that nice fucking they've heard so much about. Time seems to slow as they wait, their anticipation building with each passing moment.