So, Meg.
Let's not rush, maybe you'll manage ;)
Added 1 hour 39 minutes ago
A little incoherent, a little stupid, and generally.
Plot:
Or rather, the beginning. Spell Bond, a prisoner, or rather, a former prisoner, is hiding from the police and other authorities (FBI, Delta Force, etc.). After getting out of the forest at night, he ends up on a highway. A farmer driving by noticed Bond, stopped, and said:
- How did you end up here, stranger?
- Well, I was cutting down trees, and I got lost.
- Come on, get in my car! It's raining outside.
- Thank you very much.
- What's your name, good fellow? By the way, here, have a cookie.
- I *thought for a moment* James. James Bond. No, thank you, I don't want a cookie.
- Bond?
- James Bond.
- Hahaha, well, my name is Vis Treat.
- Nice to meet you.
*Then there was a stupid conversation about all sorts of nonsense, mostly about tea and chat.*
I'm high on heroin again.