<Meg> I get the flu... I can’t go out and so, and even the sight I don’t have at the moment... bags of garbage in the house have accumulated five... today I didn’t stand, I endured.
<Meg> there guys at the entrance looked strangely at me.
I understand them: at night, the girl, looking cautiously at the sides, pulls five black plastic bags, throws them into the washing machine and quickly runs away.