Having Slaked first thirst, they scrambled over in гостиную. Sasha with goblet in hand collapsed in easy chair, Anya, having convolved калачиком, ed beside -- on sofa. The Public facility come into play -- похмельный mist in head Belova quietly retreated, scattered.
-- Andryuha, probably, took offence? -- was turned he to devushke. -- What think, I have not overdone?
Anna burst out laughing and carefree махнула by hand -- yes r, breakwater, has found because of what worry...
-- But you powerfully from he hangs? -- has asked White, sucking straw.
-- Well, as you to say? -- has shrugged Anna. -- Two mains dug per annum, on festivals езжу, house beside it in Los-Andzhelese... Depend, certainly...
The Linen вздохнул.
-- But хреново, when from anyone hangs, yes? Ani?
-- Always from anyone hangs -- such life... -- has once again shrugged the girl.
Here in sleeping запиликал Sashin мобильник.
-- Pancake, well who there else? -- discontented буркнул he.
-- Yes VWVswitch off you him(it), -- has offered Anya.
-- Presently... -- Linen unwillingly rose and passed in sleeping for telefonom. -- Hallo!
Rang Phil. His(its) sharp, wrought-up voice as knife вспорол faded, tractile and drowsy Belovskoe hangover.
-- San, I have right before rung -- Cosmos was split! Speak, tightly...
-- As -- tightly? -- has mumbled the been struckdumb Linen.
-- Well as, as?! To death! Like in lorry воткнулся that... San, yes do not know I nor horseradish! -- Phil nearly krichal. -- shall Presently go to "Sklif" -- there all will tell. Well, all, I rining of bells...
Sasha with tube in hand returned in гостиную.
-- Something happened? -- встревожилась Anna, hardly having taken a look at his(its) extended person.
-- Friend beside I was split... -- by a narrow margin выговорил Linen.
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