Nastya Page #6

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Katya, ring them up for 100

- Hello

- Hello

Tell me, does Nastya Plotnikova work here?

- Uh-huh

- Plotnikova has slipped away

Come again?

Nastya's gone. She flew away.

To Tver.

What Tver, young lady, I just

spoke to her on the phone.

She talked to you and

instantly flew away.

Valya, don't ring up any more

erasers. These are the last batch.

So, apparently she flew away...

Yes, she flew away.

- For a long time?

- Forever.

Here. Each box contains 30 pieces.

You can count it yourself.

One...two...three...

So, I am in Singapour, and you're in Tver.

And there is no forgiveness for me.

This is for you.

A positive feedback.

Aunty-dear, some boxes have

white erasers, and others- green.

- Do you have any yellow ones?

- I'll be right back.

Sasha!

...Now I'll go and hang myself...

Sasha!

What?

Got it!

I'm alien to this festival of life.

Forgive me, good people!

Good bye.

Don't be afraid. There's a ledge there.

What ledge! They removed it this morning.

Oh God!

Your hand! Give me your hand!

Your hand, come on!

One second. Have I told you

that you are a good person?

You did, now give me your hand.

And that I like you a lot,

did I say that?

You haven't said that.

Then consider it said.

Oh shoot! Goddamit!

They've open up all these holes, damn parasites!

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