Les Étoiles.

One.

The best way how to explain the  whole thing with Alice Kate Gowler is to say it like this:
While under thirty-six minutes her  big steamer trunk, while making a large noise hit the black and white tiles in the hall, no one, including me, would have thought that in less than thirty-six minutes she could stand in the middle of the room of the lesscommunicating, the most unpleasant person in this House, including me.

But it suddenly happened.

Alice Kate Gowler does not like:
her mother, her father, her brother, her aunt, her uncle, her granduncle from  the fourth knee, food, calories, Switzerland, Christmas pudding, eighties music, cracked nail polish, her stepmother, adjectives.

Alice Kate Gowler does like:

modifying a workbook with caloric tables and advices on losing weight, finding errors in her  workbook with caloric  tables and advices on losing weight, cutting tables in her workbook with caloric tables and their meticulous bonding, the smell of glue after sticking the matter, Leonardo DiCaprio, quick-drying nail polish in brick color and smell of disinfectant.

Alice Kate Gowler enjoys:

removing all the contents of the drawer in her desk, carefully wash and brush up   the content, disinfect drawer from the remnants of uneaten snacks and dinners and store its contents into him again lovingly , determine the number of calories in previously unknown and unregistered products, write unknown guys on Omegle that they suffer  dysmorphy and explaining to them that she actually meant that their something is pretty little , learning by  one  French irregular verb everyday , brushing the dog of her  grandmother who lives in Birmingham, reports that children and teenagers with obesity in the UK is increasing rapidly.

Alice Kate Gowler  is not pleased by:

Pulling hair out of her grandmother's dog brushes, the current status of the actions of an unnamed company.
This does not mean that I am interested about above mentioned stuff.

If I have learned something beside previous about Alice Kate, it's this:

Alice Kate likes to talk.

In all circumstances.

That's probably why now for thirty-nine and a half minutes I know more about Alice Kate and her hobbies than I do by myself for a lifetime.

"Have you ever read this book?" Red days from the third shelf in the second library appeared above her head.

Under the tome, which has over 800 pages be her bony hand would sag or at least somehow suggest that  she is holding something. Although according to the physics work does not make any work, because she does not work on the runway , but equally we all know that's bullshit. Although  we do not work on the runway, the hand hurts us as well, maybe even more.

Anyway, her hand did not move.

Before I had time to prepare a response, Alice Kate continued.

"If not, then do not read it. It is a communist prose of burning orchids and cigarette smoke, which varies in smog. Wasted 800 pages of blank paper that could be used for instance to the new edition of The Idiot. That is a good Russian literature. "

I wanted to argue  that I wanted to read it and I was looking forward to it, but that Alice Kate was talking again.

Naturally.
"Peter and RED

Let me, my dear, go through your endless garden of orchids,

because that is what one myself and my friends wish.

Regardless of the origin or skin color,

I just the only true real love can give.