"I'm bored." No response. "Hey, do you hear me?"
I do not even open his eyes lay, easy on the bed, wrapped the blanket tightly around me. A Indigowrap. "What are you doing now?"
"I'm bored. Am doing. "Mortimer nudges me. "Do not flake out again!"
"What do you want from me? You're old enough to even find a job. "
He can find me in the Bed fall. I throw almost on the floor. "Obviously not, maybe I am left on the field."
"Not only in this area," I grumble. And shove his head under their pillow. "And you could refrain from that, please?"
"What?" He asks in this hypocritical Unschuldston.
"You know, I hate it when I was zuguckt while sleeping."
"But you sleep do not."
"I would but you. "
" And I would not be bored. Well we both do not get what we want, huh? "
" Why do not you do something with Marple?
"Because unlike you not in on Saturday evening before 24 Clock bed is, but on a date. "
" What? "The pillow is flying through half the room and I sit up in bed. superior smiles, "Who?"
Mortimer. "With the porcelain doll that you paid to Aunt Frieda added. This moon-faced thing that you hide forever, because it looks so creepy. "Super. "Up the depressed now? What I ask for a silly question, of course, up the depressed now. You sit at home and Miss Häkelpuppe moves to the houses. Let's play Memory, the cheers for you. "
" I do not like memory. "
" I do not care. Let's play won Memory. It cheers me up. Then at least one of us happy. "
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