- Does it hurt?
- It doesn't.
The silence. One of us always generates perfectly predictable answers and doesn't stop in this dangerous pathway. I'm going on and it doesn't matter.
- Would you like a cup of tea?
The sniff. The porcelain tinkling.
- Would you mind my opening the window?
The sniff. Keep the calm and sit next to.
- Are you enjoying a new piece of my lie this evening?
The sniff. It's so funny, isn't it?
- It's...
- I do know, yehh. It's obviously, as one my selfish extraordinary college is always speaking to his victims.
The only one. And i need no using "but".
- It seems to be a reproach according to construction. Do you suppose the complicated sentences juggling being the useful way to understand yourself?
- Does it resemble the choice by chance? Do you suggest the subjunctive mood application suiting you?
- I suggest you having double troubles both with external trust and self-confidence. The war shero vs her complicated problems, round one, with the anticipatory tickets reservation being desirable.
I should ask, if he's interested in my problems. I should wait for an answer. I won't, however predictable may it be.
Keep the calm. Silence without any threatens seems to be an unbelievable fortune.
- I'm sure it to be a private spectacle.
Tinkling.
- You may buy it urgently unless...
- Unless I've got subscription, haven't I?
Both of us.
Despite he can't stand an ghoulish cooled tea, he is turning away and i'm feeling his disgust and stoop for a kettle, not scalding due to prolongated silence pauses. Should i call this disgust mine?
The sound of current boiling water. The smacking and long exhalation.
I'll not tell something like "not for that". I'll not think something like this. I'll keep calm. I'll lower my eaves.
- And I don't suggest it suits me...
- I do.
I'm answering quickly for he need no ambiguous breath.