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A/N:
I REITERATE WHAT I WROTE EARLIER. THE TRANSLATION WAS PERFORMED BY AI, AND IF ANY IMAGES OR MUSICAL WORKS APPEAR, THEY ARE NOT MINE.
BESIDES, A REQUEST TO YOU - I WROTE THIS CHAPTER OVER A QUITE LONG PERIOD, ALSO DURING NEW STUDIES, SO COHERENCE AND GENERAL LOGIC MIGHT HAVE SUFFERED (PLUS I WILL BE EXPERIMENTING WITH STYLE ;O). I DON'T REMEMBER SOME THINGS FROM PREVIOUS CHAPTERS AND CAN'T FIND THEM, BUT I'M NOT SURE IF I RECALL THEM. SO, IF ANYONE HAS GOTTEN INTO ALL THIS, I WOULD BE GRATEFUL FOR A COMMENT AND TIPS, IF ANY FRAGMENT SEEMS STRANGE TO YOU.
(YEP... GENERALLY, I WANTED TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER QUICK AND RELATIVELY CONCISE AND CASUAL, BUT IT TURNED OUT TO BE SEVERAL THOUSAND WORDS 💀.)
ANYWAY, BIG HEART FOR YOU...
❤️
...AND LET'S GET TO THE TOPIC.
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(??? - in Lithuanian)
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Mom: Adamas?
I heard the warm, familiar voice of my mother, sitting on the bench right next to me. Without lifting my elbows from my knees or changing the position of my drooping head, I turned my slightly squinted gaze towards her.
Mom: Aren't you falling asleep?
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If that was all she had to ask, she really couldn't have chosen a better moment.
Adamas: No.
I responded gruffly, previously lowering my gaze and with clenched lips, though I restrained myself from showing it to her.
Mom: You didn't sleep last night, did I get it right?
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Adamas: *sigh*
Here I had nothing to say or do besides sighing and irritably shaking my head.
Mom: Listen Adamas, I asked you to leave all that and get to bed earlier today.
Adamas: Mom, I had a hell of a lot of work...
Mom: So why didn't you do it earlier? You haven't had your club for a week, and on Friday you say you have a loose schedule at school.
Adamas: Loose, not loose... I think I lost something while packing.
Mom: And that's why you were up late?
Adamas: Mom, I'm going on a trip for who knows how long. I might stay, I might not...
Mom: But either way, you could always come back and pick up what you forgot.
Adamas: What if it were documents?
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That question interrupted our exchange. Really, I had no energy to keep arguing about all this, so I just lowered my gaze again and rested my hand on my forehead. Fact - my mother was right. I should have gone to sleep earlier, but of course, I had to start packing just yesterday, because I hadn't had time before. Clothes, daily hygiene items, medications, electronics, money, ID, passport, and visa... I somehow had to fit everything into a suitcase half the size of my thighs. I didn't have a bigger one.
Along the way, I must have lost I don't even remember what and was in bed by the fucking three...
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Just A Furry Soccer Story
FanfictionSomewhere in the world there lives a young man. A young man who, with great steps, is gradually entering his future... a football (soccer) future. The road to achieving his dreams seems to be open - but it always only "seems". Here is the adventure...
