24 марта 2012 года в24.03.2012 09:52 7 0 10 1

Statement, evening coffee and girls.

Yesterday my mother went to the dentist, boring pastime I can tell you, but nothing can be done, and promised to go, that's descended. Waiting for her half an hour, bored, thinking, walking in circles, even started reading Vogue in the waiting room, "the way primerzky Journal." After the reception, and went to sit in a cafe in Clover, Mom to celebrate, I finally figured out with his main "problem", has decided to treat yourself to a gourmet, well, I'm bored again. Here noticed at some distance from a girl, she was sitting as I am with my mother, as I understood, and in the same boredlook looking than yourself to take the next half hour. Our eyes met, and sheunderstands the eye looked at me, then my mother, and smiled. Ten minutes later, they left the door she looked at me and winked once dejected, I never understood what it meant, but felt a little sad, she was gone, and I have missed about half an hour, while my mom was eating, and praised this cafe and Japanese cuisine. Then we went home. It was nice to come home.

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