Ehh... I woke up and that collapsed ceiling is above me again. Grey, the color of the mold that eats away the plaster and dust in places. And reminding me where I am.<\/span><\/p>\nKnock, knock, knock, knock, knock!<\/p>\n
Someone knocked vigorously on the door.<\/p>\n
- Alas, bliaat!, - shouted a familiar male voice, - Are you in there again? Get out, it's private territory!<\/p>\n
With his last words, I felt like my head was going to explode from the inside. It wasn't a big change, I'd felt it since I'd woken up moments ago, but maybe I was just now aware of the pain\u2026<\/p>\n
- Alas, this is the last time. You can still get out today, and tomorrow we will demolish this ruin! Euroremontas, - laughed Algis, the owner of the same voice.<\/p>\n
Crushed Algis. I'm only sleeping here temporarily - and doesn't it hurt that this former storeroom will stand a little longer? Why is he so itching to ruin everything? Maybe then let them demolish their houses too??<\/p>\n
I was about to say something nasty to him. But I shut up anyway - nah, I'm not going to tell him again that he's like that. I took a breath, rolled over on my side, turned away from the brown door standing crookedly in the wall, and closed my eyes hard.<\/p>\n
Closing my eyes didn't make the headache go away, but it didn't matter what that A\u2026 Silas would show up. At least today. Later, as you wish, but let me.<\/p>\n
- Well, you go, - shouted Algis, - if you're here tomorrow, we'll crash with you all inside.<\/p>\n
There was one harder thump against the door\u2014a kick, perhaps\u2014and then the grass rustled as Algius moved further and further away.<\/p>\n
I breathed a sigh of relief.<\/p>\n
I turned on my back again, adjusted the blanket I was wrapped in and looked again at the gray, sometimes greenish and ugly ceiling. It reminded me of my life right now.<\/p>\n
I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes tightly again. The headache did not stop. Intrusive thoughts too.<\/p>\n
When will it stop?<\/p>\n
drunk,
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