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Damien accompanied Patrick and me out. Outside in front of the Seven stood in groups of people who wanted to smoke or even a couple of staggering couples who wobbly tried to stick their tongues down each other's throats.It was too cold to stand outside in my opinion, but Minney probably hadn't thought of me before she started this argument. How selfish, right?My best friend could not be overlooked, or rather ignored. She cursed loudly and cursed a… closet. Yes, it hit closet pretty well. The guy was almost six feet tall, broad shoulders, angular face. He didn't look overly muscular, but I was already thinking of smacking Minney for messing with this Hulk of all people.When we stopped a meter away, I also saw the reason for the uproar. Minney had a huge, wet stain on her dress and her shoes were stained too and there were some things that she could still accept without comment, but if you stained her clothes, there was a layer in the shaft. I had alread
In fact, we talked for a while. He gave me a 'Sex on the Beach' and laughed at himself when I almost choked on the vodka. Strangely enough, he was fun to talk to. It was easy, carefree. As long as we talked about normalities and not about my or his sexuality. I felt like we were friends now. No blood brothers, but I no longer felt the need to jump out the window when he was around.Unfortunately, our coffee party was interrupted by tapping my shoulder. I turned around in amazement and looked straight into Patrick's blue eyes. I hadn't noticed at all that the band had stopped playing."Hey, do you know where Minney is?" He smiled, reminding me of a radiation angel. In that light his hair literally shone and it looked like he was wearing a halo.I shrugged ignorantly. “I've been sitting here for a while. I thought she was in front of the stage, but I haven't seen her either. ”“ Maybe she is… ”Patrick suddenly paused and his e
The drummer gesticulated wildly and Patrick nodded, then patted him on the shoulder and said something like, "You can handle it." I could betThen he noticed us, after all, we weren't exactly right in front of the stage and Minney waved as if her life depended on it. Patrick's grin widened. He ran a quick brush through his messy, light-blonde hair - the chaotic thing clearly suited him better than me - and hopped down to us with an inelegant leap. He almost landed on my feet.He hugged his sister in greeting and almost tore her off her feet. I grinned in amusement when she punched him in the stomach for it. Then his ocean blue eyes fixed on me and he put on that crooked grin. 'You here too? Could my sister get you out of your hole? ”I raised my eyebrows. Hole? "It looks like it," I just smiled and looked around the hall with playful interest. Did it just seem like that to me, or was it a lot more crowded than usual today?"When do you start?" Minne
already knew this Saturday was going to be shit when I got up in the morning and stepped straight into a surprise from Mr. Moody. This completely crazy cat had seriously pissed in front of my bed.I sighed, inwardly decided, in case I should run into the cat this morning, just to roll him flat and hop on one leg into the bathroom. You think that's not a good sign? Wait and see.Breakfast was not very good either. Some fool had set the toaster too high and my toast looked accordingly: almost black. Mmhh. Delicious.The day didn't get any better. My mom insisted that I take Harriet to a school friend who lived across town and talked all the damned way about Harriet about her Barbie dolls and about horses. At some point I should pay her back and, by chance, when her first boyfriend stopped by, I should place Barbie dolls and soft toys on her bed.Hardly at home, my father asked cheerfully if I could help him mow the lawn. I showed him my middle finger
Damien really enjoyed pissing me off professionally while I was pruning his mommy's stupid hedges. I would like to cut something completely different with the scissors ..."You forgot something!" Damien was sitting on a wooden bench a few meters behind me, a beer in hand. I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I didn't answer any further and just tried to get the crap over here as quickly as possible.In fact, I managed it relatively well. I just had time left and I didn't like to just leave an hour earlier. Damn manners. Stupid Mrs. Pasang. How could she do this child to me?I brushed my forehead with one hand and threw the secateurs into the grass. First a break before I collapsed here. Well. I guess I was exaggerating a bit.Damien seemed to see this as his chance and strutted over to me. I felt like I was in some ridiculous action / romance film, only now I would have to tremble with anticipation and be a hole in the ass that the protagonist appar
You need money, don't you?" She undid her topknot and her long black hair fell on her shoulders. No shit, my mother was pretty. No idea how it could end up with my father. I shrugged my shoulders in response. I never said I was talkative. No reproaches, please!“Anyway, one of our sponsors was there today. A woman Pasang. She lives just down the street in the big villa. Only recently moved in. Really nice woman and she said she needed help in the garden. ”“ And should I do the dirty work? ”I asked less enthusiastically. I didn't like gardening. Instead of inheriting my father's green thumb, I inherited my mother's motley genius. That can't be limited to just one thumb!“You're used to it from here and it's not as big as our property. Just a few hedges and the lawn. That’s no more work. And she would pay you well for it! ”Just like Monika, Mom already had that knowing expression on her face. As if she knew exactly how I