Next to my work is the Old Book store. Sometimes I go there and look for something to read. Yesterday I dug up the book «My sister is a serial killer.» A book about how an older sister helps her younger sister hide the corpses of her lovers)
— This is still missing in our house! Sasha just rolled his eyes.
— Ururu! Muru! — agreed the Cat.
— And then they asked you, of course! — I was indignant and sat down on the sofa to read. Whatever you say, holding a paper book is much more pleasant than an electronic one!
The cat, of course, came. He settled down next to me and right in front of me, completely unashamedly, began to chew on the corner.
— Are you stunned?! Come on, eat the pate!!
— Ururu!!
“Even a tiny piece for a cat is a pity! — Sashka translated.
I rolled my eyes. The cat, sniffling resentfully, hid under the table, Sasha continued his business.
I wonder who I would help hide the bodies? Well … Unless to the younger brother, Sasha, and anyone who beats the harmful girl from my work!
— Saaash!
— BUT?
“Will you help me hide the body?” She asked a burning question.
“Did you kill our cat?!?” he asked.
— Urururu Mururu ururu !!! — the cat was indignant, explaining that he was definitely still alive! And generally speaking!
— Oh, not yet. — Dejected husband.
— Balbes! I’m asking rhetorically!
— Feed the cat and everything!
This cat approved and again climbed to the book. He got hit on his furry ass and left, grumbling resentfully.
In the evening we went to the bath. I took the book with me and read it there. When we returned, she recklessly left things in her bag. I was so overcome by drowsiness that I left everything and go to sleep!
Sleep well after bath! We woke up at noon! Then they argued for a long time about who should get up first and cook breakfast.
— Ururu !!! — And feed the cat! Reminds me of Skizi.
— And feed the cat! — We agreed.
My sensible idea to sleep more and cook dinner right away was not taken into consideration))) We all got up together.
Well, things are expectedly stretched around the apartment. This is clear. Shampoos, masks and other jars stacked at the tray. Towels at the door. Thank you not buried! And a large sheet is twisted into a nest. As soon as I picked it up, my book fell asleep ((
— Koooot !!! — I got angry.
— Well done, furry! Sasha praised in a whisper. — And then he reads too much, and makes us hide the corpses!
“Urururu!!” the cat agreed.
I just shook my fist and sighed sadly. Pity the book.
— Well, don’t worry! You remember well what you need to do? — Sasha consoled.
“Ururu Mururu!” the cat assented.
Goonies!!
And the furry goes to a new level! Stealing technique, not otherwise! Or first read the manual on hiding evidence, and then messed around. Because at night we didn’t hear a sound! And hardly because of the bath … Eh, new times are coming … but at least it will be possible to get enough sleep!
