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I stay in bed to watch movies and eat leftovers with stupid Gennaro Esposito.
And I was right there in bed, with Gennaro nestled next to me, but the doorbell rang. I was so absorbed in nullafare I took that half stroke. I had absolutely no desire to go to the door. But no. I thought it was someone trying True or Isa, I had absolutely no desire to get up.
Then my strange sense of duty I was dragged up there to handle.
With my dressing gown and straw-colored hair held up by the band as best I answered the intercom with a face of disgust and boredom. As usual the mess
intercom does not understand what they say in the tube, and so I opened the blind as we always do. I waited
ascended the ghost without a name, sitting on the chair-chair of the entry, I know, I should paint for months and I have not yet done. " Drin acid doorbell entry.
I look through the peephole and gasped a second. Respect and I spend 2 billion thoughts on his mind. About the third time and I am convinced of that I fell asleep on the bed and dreaming.
of a sudden I open and look straight ahead, with a sort of look of defiance.
loss.
Sonia. Sonia, the girl from cotton. My Sonia. The
so called because it has always had a white skin and soft, the stress we used to be not rare. His cheeks were suitable for use qualasiasi better than a rubber ball. The
called them when we were shooting all together.
not even greeted me when I saw it. He said: "I'm sorry you know, I was sick of bullshit. I come in?".
That is stuff that even in the movies ...
We were hated, one day, even fist fight. And yes we were best friends. But for reasons that now seem to me just too stupid to be reported, we had scratched his face like two silly geese poultry.
But yesterday she always used to end the purple hair. That we used the same, I have one identical. And he had his eye askew and sad. As always.
I was at the mouth of discovery. I mumbled a hello not a little strange. Not too friendly. And I told her to enter.
We spent the evening in bed with Gennarino to talk and eat leftovers, repeating a thousand times that was fucked up. Years without talking. What bullshit!
She was not hard to know where I live. She did not see me moving here, but we still have many mutual friends. And she came, alone, brave as ever.
"I did not know who would open," he said at one point.
It made me feel that sentence.
I want to know the True and Isa, although when she returned True, later, he looks at a bit 'dazed, not understanding a lot and sang a song from the comic and obscene, invented all the time. I laughed like crazy and Sonia, a bit 'intimidated, he was clearly disoriented. Completely true ... she-ass, of course ...
Well, boys, happy end there! Wow are there! Anna