Meg banged the door of Heather’s studio. After what seemed like forever, the light in the hallway was switched on and Heather opened the door. She was wearing a grey dressing-gown, her hair was very messy and she rubbed her eyes.
“Meg? What are Ты doing here? Do Ты know what time it is?” Heather mumbled sleepy.
“I need your help. Can I come in?” Meg asked agitated and before Heather could decline she already entered. “You gave me something to get through my first night. It really helped and I was wondering…”
“If I have more? Of course I do, but couldn’t Ты wait until morning? Ты can’t be addicted” Heather responded a little grumpy.
“No, it’s not for me” Meg quickly answered. “It’s for my friend. He’s sick and he’s hurting”
“If he’s sick, he needs to see a doctor” Heather прокомментировал(-а) dry.
“They can’t help him. They say nothing’s wrong with him, but I know that’s not true” Meg replied. “Can’t Ты give him something? Something to ease the pain?”
Heather shook her head. “Wait here. I’ll get dressed”
Ten минуты later Heather came back, fully dressed and with a small портфель in her hand.
“What’s in it?” Meg asked nodding at the briefcase.
“No aspirins” Heather answered vague. She looked at Meg. “You owe me a favor and I will collect”
“Meg? What are Ты doing here? Do Ты know what time it is?” Heather mumbled sleepy.
“I need your help. Can I come in?” Meg asked agitated and before Heather could decline she already entered. “You gave me something to get through my first night. It really helped and I was wondering…”
“If I have more? Of course I do, but couldn’t Ты wait until morning? Ты can’t be addicted” Heather responded a little grumpy.
“No, it’s not for me” Meg quickly answered. “It’s for my friend. He’s sick and he’s hurting”
“If he’s sick, he needs to see a doctor” Heather прокомментировал(-а) dry.
“They can’t help him. They say nothing’s wrong with him, but I know that’s not true” Meg replied. “Can’t Ты give him something? Something to ease the pain?”
Heather shook her head. “Wait here. I’ll get dressed”
Ten минуты later Heather came back, fully dressed and with a small портфель in her hand.
“What’s in it?” Meg asked nodding at the briefcase.
“No aspirins” Heather answered vague. She looked at Meg. “You owe me a favor and I will collect”
He clicked on the секунда one. “I know what Ты are”
He clicked on the third one. “I know what your are’
All 65 mails held the same message. I know what Ты are. Tyler clicked on the reply button. “Hey, dude, don’t Ты have anything better to do in your spare time? Don’t Ты have a girlfriend или boyfriend to annoy? Get a life, already”
He pressed send. It seemed like only a секунда had passed when he already received an answer.
“I know what Ты are and I’m going to tell everybody”
“Suit yourself, moron” Tyler send and he shut the computer down.