Happy Life
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- And that doesn't matter, my dear, puffed-up skebe-usagi-chanka, - she also crossed her arms over her chest. - Tomorrow, a vortex will open under the city, and abyss dwellers will crawl out of it, and none of the victims will be to blame for it, but that won't save them, because there is no justice in this world.
She withstood the gloomy gaze.
- Okay, enough talking, I'll be waiting for you tomorrow at the Emerald. I came to you with a clear conscience, but I see that there's no point in it now, - turning 540 degrees, she angrily stomped away from the casino. After ten steps, she turned around, just as angrily returned, put a pastry and a few candies on her chair. - And you better show up! I know for sure that you'll have time for WORK tomorrow, or even a day off, - she turned another 180 degrees and walked away.
- And this is Sonata - a master of the sword. And this is Bazhena - an evil snowman, - she says at the end before leaving, in order to maintain at least some semblance of etiquette.
She withstood the gloomy gaze.
- Okay, enough talking, I'll be waiting for you tomorrow at the Emerald. I came to you with a clear conscience, but I see that there's no point in it now, - turning 540 degrees, she angrily stomped away from the casino. After ten steps, she turned around, just as angrily returned, put a pastry and a few candies on her chair. - And you better show up! I know for sure that you'll have time for WORK tomorrow, or even a day off, - she turned another 180 degrees and walked away.
- And this is Sonata - a master of the sword. And this is Bazhena - an evil snowman, - she says at the end before leaving, in order to maintain at least some semblance of etiquette.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
