We celebrated the birthday of one of his boys in the country. We were 7. And now the day is coming to an end. Everyone is going to sleep. There were not enough beds. My friend and I were lying in the car and the others were lying in the room. Sleeping in the car is cold. So I decided to go home to get my blanket. As I was told this morning, it was like this:
On the same bed are two booze guys lying and sharing a blanket. It came before that the expressions of the type "Let’s go out!", "what you will get by turmeric". And then suddenly I come in, silently tearing off the blanket and leaving. It all happened in complete silence. And only a lonely voice was heard by one of those guys: "Well? Do you know?"