It seems like our whole family is screwed up.
As soon as we reconciled with the cat, we again stuck to this series. In a couple of days we finished almost five seasons. We watched it together, taking turns falling asleep alternately, between times, and without being distracted. Sasha scolded, tried to take away the remote control, but the cat and I fought like tigers, and did not concede. We settled on the sofa. Since Sasha is the only one who needed to go to work, he was the only one who adhered to the regimen. I went to bed at twelve, left for work at nine, returned around seven.
Between episodes, I ran to the store. I cooked dinner. Took a bath. Six. Seven. Eight. Sasha is not. We watched a couple more episodes, and I went to dry my hair.
“Meyayayaurrr!” Skeezy yelled in disbelief, demanding a new episode.
“Wait, I’ll be quick!!
— Urururrrr!!! — the cat was indignant.
— Okay!!
I turned on a new series and rushed to the bathroom. Damn it, good thing I have to work tomorrow! And then they completely went crazy with this series! After all, I have already watched, but I still listen, even through the noise of a hair dryer. And it seemed to me that someone came. Turned off the hair dryer. Seems like steps?
— Sash? — She called, looking out into the corridor.
Silence. That is, the TV is working, but there is no answer. Just in case, I waited a bit, listening. Like no one. Went back to hair and hair dryer. Finished quickly. You know, there is such a feeling. I don’t know how to describe. Feeling of presence. When you realize that you are not alone in the apartment. You feel someone else’s presence on your skin. I froze in the middle of the corridor. Okay. Seems to have been looked at. Glitches have arrived! I cautiously peered into the bedroom. Nobody. Went to the living room. There is a cat on the couch, washing himself and listening as Dean Winchester reads the spell.
“Exorciamus te, omnis edmundos teo.” The protagonist said solemnly.
“Omnis edmundos!” I sang, mimicking.
“Ooooomniis!!” They howled from the balcony and the curtain rushed at me.
How I screamed! I almost lost my voice! The cat has increased in size five times. In a matter of seconds, we ran out into the hallway. I fiddled with the door handle, trying to open it. The brain completely turned off, I didn’t guess to open the lock. The cat jumped up my legs and tried to seep through the keyhole.
Sasha was crying. Shameless and hysterical. I had already opened the door when I came to my senses.
“I’ll kill you!” I barked.
“Meow!!” agreed the cat.
We crossed ourselves and slid down to the floor, I was shaking all over. The cat silently tried to climb on my head. Wool on end, eyes burning. In general, we decided to finish for now. Let the fifteenth season be filmed, then we will quickly watch it and that’s it.
Never again! Only comedies and romantic melodramas!! All.
And Sasha was evicted to the sofa. We don’t talk to him anymore. Skizi fully agrees with me. I don’t cook Sasha anymore, and he slobbers over his shoes. Who than can, so to speak. But, damn it, what a dive! 7D effect)))) Pah-pah-pah.
