Character: Nora

Every time I came to their apartment, I hoped that I would find him at home. And when he was not there, I was seized by a painful melancholy. That's when I realized that I got it.

I hate - an empty, insignificant verb. Hatred not only envelops the soul, but replaces it.

Dear Kevin, I need to say goodbye to someone who I care about, and who else is here. So I bid you farewell. It was good with you, Kevin. When we were together, I sometimes remembered who I was before everything changed, but I was pretending, pretending that I have not lost anything. I want to believe that everything could be like before. I want to believe that I do not stand among the abandoned ruins of a dead civilization. I want to believe that it is still possible to reach people. But it was too hard. Hard because I chickened out. And I could not tolerate the pain. Again. I know that it's not fair Kevin. You too much lost. But you're strong. You're still here. But I have no place here. I tried to recover, Kevin. I didn't want the pain and went in a simple way. And he brought me home. And I know that I found home? I found them, Kevin, where, left. Where they left me. I accepted the truth three years later. But the past cannot be corrected. I couldn't help myself. How can it be all of us. I can't live, Kevin. And die not enough determination. But I need something to move. For anything. Don't know where I'm going. Just away from here. Away from it all. Want to go where no one knows what happened to me. But I'm afraid to forget them. And I don't want to forget them. Can't. They were my family. I think I loved you, Kevin. Maybe you are me. Sorry that this is necessary to write on paper. I wish I could see you and thank you. And to tell you how much you mean to me. I just can't. I'm telling you. I'm a coward. So wish me luck. I find it useful. With love, Nora.

- Are you looking for a quarrel?
- Crazy looking! Let us at least fighting each other talk!

- You know what that means?
- No, what does that mean?
- You need tights to buy.

- Really, is that you?
- I was a chubby kid, I was chubby.
- Oh, Yes!
- If I was like that now, I wouldn't like it.
- Well, you know, with your thickness, I would have resigned. But if you didn't have two front teeth, I would not be able to communicate with you.

- When you were little, you dreamed of?
- You know, sometimes I do not dream of. So it will be much easier if all fails, or nothing happens.
- But you dream about something, right? Tell me! For example, to study in the school of arts.
- I so much wanted what I never thought. I sometimes think that I can achieve what I want.

- When your dream's fulfilled, you do not ask too many questions!
- I would ask.
- You think so. You weren't in my place.

- If I'm as bad as a guardian, how about being my lover? My wife is extremely tolerant in these matters, said 22-year-old Duke of Cashburn.
Are you serious?! You are the biggest jerk, really suggest this! Okay, I will visit your room later, be ready! - said the young Earl reiden.
- E! Not fair. I also want room for the older brother, says a high level killer and adds, turning to the Duke: you Know, I just "higher class" in this regard!
- Lord of Kelburn, stop fooling around! No need to play with the count in such games! exclaimed trace. - And you, Roark, only pour oil on the fire! - asked the friend of the Duke to the killer.
And on the bed at this time...
- Lord of Kelburn seems to be really having fun - fun put your pennies lawful wife of the Duke.
- I think I'd rather be your lover, lady, casually said to Nora, the current mistress Casburn - because there are so many rivals. Or is it your plan to stay alone?..

"Don't stop", I said to myself. Don't let your own emotions take you. Then they will understand when they get answers.

The only thing that broke the silence was the sound of tree branches on the roof and my heartbeat.

I had to admit that now is not the time to listen to the rational part of the brain. Maybe now is the time to cross the line. Stop playing by the rules. And take impossible.

Nora... You one thing... Fima you... only a friend... well, or not only?
- Only... And you, David, I too will also just a friend...
- Shaw doesn't like me?
I do, but it changes nothing. You, David...
Sha, Nora! I second the words everyone understands.

He smiled divinely. From a smile like that quickens the pulse. In any case, my frequent.