Before the small bathroom mirror perfume bottles were lined up - colorful, angular shaped, half-empty and hardly used. They wore exquisite, unknown name that should probably sounds expensive and elegant, but could hide the origin of hard discounters.
stood on an old sink soap dispenser, along with a cup with three toothbrushes in the same color. Leaning over the sink, a black-haired, large, petite young woman with built buntgeschminkten eyelids, deep red lips and a black dress that you went to just above the knee. She reached for one of the many perfumes sniffed him and then sprayed it in full. "What do you mean like the smell?" She asked, turning to me.
"It smells like vomit," I muttered.
"Lift your head once out of the toilet bowl and tell me then, what it smells like you."
I sat up painfully, looked at her, shrugged his shoulders. "Flowery. Fruity. No idea. For I smell everything just to vomit. "
" I think I will carry it. "She sounded euphoric. "Will not stand out - for who we really are again? Were we ever invited? Well, never mind. "The queen took a step away from her mirror and looked with a mixture of disgust and fascination in the toilet bowl. "Vodka Bull?"
"After all the pseudo alcohol poisoning and overdoses, I should have learned to slow time that I should not spend hours sitting at my party outfits, when I in the end anyway back to the head over the toilet hanging."
"Oh, head high, no one can to . Kotzanfall a look even as good as you "
" Thank you "
I leaned against the wooden door behind me, listening to the muffled music that came from the lower floor to us - too quiet to identify a specific melody and too loud to ignore them. "How are you anyway? Something ... different? "I asked.
"What do you mean?"
"how you feel. We have not spoken a long time, I thought I ask you once, as it is in your life to progress. "
She looked amused. "And a small bathroom where it smells like vomit and flowers, is a fitting place for a psychotherapeutic conversation? "
" Otherwise we will always such talks after a violent Rumgeknutsche and a lot of oxys, "I said," and I do not appreciate that you just want to kiss me or that I am straight but have a mind to oxys. "
The Queen grinned, sat down on the crowded laundry basket. "Well, I'm fine, I think, and you?"
"Can not complain."
"And, here's something new, or worth mentioning? How's it going with your friend? "
" Neither, "I said, shrugging," and thanks, it works fine, with you? "
She nodded. "Yeah, like that."
"I thought, you know, and I think ... I think we should improve a bit between us. A little work on it. We have recently more and more apart and you are - I mean, you are. I do not know exactly what you are for me, but it's you and I just-"The Queen looked confused from
- pleasantly confused and amused at the same, maybe even a little touched. "Will you tell me anything in particular or do I just make me worry about the alcohol in your blood? If you have to pass again, the Toile "
"I'll tell you what already ... but I do not know if it what is beautiful for you. There is something serious ... and I can not, I do not even know where to start. "I sighed loudly.
"What? Do you now hold in front of me again some stupid speech about my life? "She snapped.
"No, no, that's what non-"
"How about if you check the corpses for the first time in your basement before you take care of mine? . Some of your do still and you know exactly sweetness "
I buried my face in my hands - perhaps out of shame, perhaps out of desperation, perhaps just from nausea, which slowly crept up. "That's what it does not - and listen to call on me to always sweet, that's condescending."
Forgive "me Leah, I will never call way again. And anyway, this conversation I had anyway already tired because I know exactly what you will again give of yourself. Get up, I want out. "
I looked at her. "Oh, we walk away once again when it's unpleasant?"
"Get up."
"Screw you."
"Get up."
said "What? lick me. "
With Zornesröte in her usually pale face, she pulled me up on my arm, opened the door and stormed past the Lions, who had been standing in the hallway.
"Remain you not with her," he called after her.
"You stay with her but I'm not fucking her babysitter," poisoned the black-haired and disappeared with peals of laughter that mingled with the loud music, when it reached the lower floor.
The lion drew his eyebrows together and wrapped an arm around my waist as I staggered over to him. "What's now with the matter? Not that it any other way especially in the head were normal, but that was now quite ... "He left the sentence hanging in the air, and I shrugged his shoulders in response. We attempted to randomly open one of the doors and after several fruitless attempts, we found ourselves in the parental bedroom. There was a smell of the cheap discount perfume from the bathroom and on the dog, we discovered nowhere. The bed was wooden and low, with purple-colored linen covered, under which I slipped without further consideration.
The lion lay down beside me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "I did not even know that you were going badly, I'm sorry, I've noticed it not."
"Oh, not bad, you get guaranteed next weekend again with something and then you can prove you as my Savior and fearless Kotzeaufwischer. "I rolled my eyes and put a hand on my belly still starkrumohrenden. He did the same to me and rubbed gently over my abdomen.
"Shall I go home, away from this stupid party, all the drunken teenagers below and in particular away from the fury?"
"Let's just stay a little lie here," I replied, and turned me so that I I could hug him. "And woe betide you say anything because I smell from the mouth to vomit."
"I do not complain" he said with a grin and kissed my forehead again. "And what about the evil black-haired man down there? What happened? "
" I wanted to talk to her because I have a ... let's say, I have a fear and I wanted her's only given once and she thought, I will probably correctly state, because in recent times again so exaggerated. "
" It regulates itself again. "He pulled me closer to himself. "Do not worry. Ye argue, bear with you - that you know as well as I do "
" I think she's pregnant, "
" Oh "
" More like a Oh,... as in Holy shit. "
" Checking you their cycle or how the hell are you coming on it at all?
. "It's just a feeling"
"So much fun if it's true and you have it communicated officially -. Or at the latest, if she finds out"
"Thank you."
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