⚔️Serberia

— *Damn, are you kidding me?* — The drunkard was starting to lose his patience. — Do you really think you've said anything useful right now? Have you expressed a single new thought?… Well, that’s it, next week I’ll teach you and your friends to respect your elders; you’ll come over and then immediately collapse on the pillow.

Looking at Hans’s reaction, Daniel realized that there was no point in trying to have a conversation with him right now, and he definitely wasn’t in the mood to listen to anyone. However, the man’s words gave Daniel a rather good idea – next week, Hans wouldn’t be in the mood for alcohol. At least something positive, even if it doesn’t promise any financial gain…
— I wouldn’t mind that myself, after what I’ve seen, some of the girls could use a good talking-to after today, — Daniel smirked, then the mockery left his voice, and only softness remained. — Well, I’ll be waiting to see what you have planned for us. And yet, I can’t just leave it like this; I’m worried about you, as well as about Berta and Günther. So, I’ll stop by again when you’re in a better mood, but for now, just rest. But it’s better not to overdo it with the alcohol, or this sobering medicine might really mess you up. That wouldn’t be much fun.

With these words, Daniel left Hans’s room and went outside. If Berta is home, I should definitely talk to her.