CHAPTER 7.1

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 I consider it my last stupidity to tell my sister about the conversation with Lian at the bar. I have never made such a mistake. Never. Before, during and after each activity, she does not let me live. Her moans, whimpers drive all household members to extremes. She needs to make sure it's the right one at my expense. Before the relationship moves forward. And now she is lost. He's at your fingertips. And very willing.

It is true that her payment continues to become more attractive. It's getting harder and harder to resist. The poor girl is quite desperate. However, I don't see myself hitting on the blonde man.

- You know what he looks like. He can have anyone. It's better if he turns out to be a jerk now, not later. When I fall in love. - The next breakfast passes with such wonderful conversation.

- I'll pay you a hundred more, little flower, just make the Nasturcja stop making any sound.

- Bożydar, don't joke like that!

- Honey, they have pepper spray gel. And a few good years of self-defense. Come on. I'll pick them up afterward, if it makes you feel better.

- I don't allow that!

- The guy is probably a womanizer. So I'll never hear from him again.

- Nasturcji weeping will soothe your ears!

- I'll buy ice cream.

- Bożedar!

- It always helps in your films.

- Little Róża, my dearest sister.

- Silence!

And for a moment I can only hear the clatter of spoons on bowls filled with banana and nut porridge. I can't believe my ears, something wonderful. Not a murmur from Nasturcja. Thank Mum!

- How about at work? - My sister asks.

- We already have several clients. Things may slowly pick up.

- Take a photo afterwards. We will put it on the profile.

- All right.

- Why don't you have previous photos of your work?

- It was a large beauty salon. I didn't deal with it. I was just supposed to do my job.

It's unpleasant to say goodbye to my parents and leave the humble confines of the kitchen. The thread will start all over again soon. We get on our bikes and go to school.

As soon as the hovel disappears from view, little sister starts up again. Fortunately, I have a solution. I found something today. I put on my headphones and turn on the music. Ouch. The phone falls out of my hand. A terrible pain pierces my ears. I'm stopping quickly. I'm putting one foot on the road. And finally I'm getting rid of the equipment. I take a moment to recover.

- Everything's fine. - My sister looks at me worriedly.

- Good, I think my headphones are broken.

- Today's equipment is not worth a penny. -She hands me the phone. I don't even know when she picked it up. Somehow I managed not to break the screen.

We're back on pedaling bikes. Even though it's still ringing in my ears. Even the sister towards me showed mercy and we are going without saying a word.

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