I do business on the road. At the window sits a girl (23-25 years old in sight), headsets in the ears, hands occupied with a smartphone. After 15 minutes, my companion started eroding, repairing her coat, and so on. Then, neither of this nor of this, will push me into the bowl.

Are you so stupid? I want to go out.

She really started kicking my legs out of place, leaning on my back to the board of the minibus. I stood up. She whispered.

I stopped because of you.

Was it not fate to ask? I would get up.

You are stupid!! I pointed to you for a moment!! to