Daria was lying on the couch while she ate grapes with her eyes closed.
-Get up, you'll drown
She ignored her and continued her silent task. The second time Nastia bothered her, she got up.
-You get in a strange mood every time the resistor comes.
-Of course not.
-Yes.
-No- said the muse, hitting the ground with her whip to emphasize the refusal.
Daria smiled cynically and turned around, raised her shoulders, and blurted out:
-If I didn't know you better, I'd say you're in love.
His teasing tone made me want to stamp the riding crop on her precious permanently rosy cheeks.
I raise the "gun" to strike her when I hear the hippogriff arrive. He was so startled that he jumped into place.
In the distance, very far away I hear the laugh of the redhead. But she only had eyes, ears, and
