Zram: What did you find in it? Sissek does not, in appearance, even speaks as if by slogans, about what can be talked about with her at all, not a pony...
I: Shit, what did you eat today? Per the pelmeni who clung to the pot because the water boiled out? I ate a delicious soup, and now she is baking my chicken in the oven, and in the evening I am waiting for a good night.
Zram: Can I come to you for dinner? and [
I am *wall*