Olga_361pesiq: Yesterday we walked along the prospectus, we didn’t touch anyone. I am experiencing a morning incident. Heck feels the hostess is not in the spirit, goes nearby, almost not distracted by the bushes.
I hear :
The girl! The girl!
I add a step, I think: don't give god yet and here you can't walk - it will remain a dog and shoot yourself (no jokes - I am tired of hearing screams behind my back)
A very beautiful young man arrives and is so offended:
Where are you? I want to meet.
“Meet me,” I said, and I raised my shoulders, I think, waiting for a prince on a white horse.
He sits in front of us, extends his hand and says:
I am Vadik. What is your name, Red?
This was a shock... The evil aunts were immediately forgotten.