Character: Lily

Christina wants to put all their savings on your favorite team Liechtenstein.
- You all will lose.
And do we believe in luck.
- I am shit dreamed of.
- What?
Is to money.

Maybe this is love? We're chasing it, trying to understand the feelings own us, we select them definition. But what do those words mean in this world? Isn't it better and more honest just not to surrender to our senses, enjoy them, keep them as the Apple of his eye? Rather than trying to endlessly analyze what it is: love, love or plain affection?

... Power got to it. But how? The crowd - animal. Driven by instincts. Religion is just instinct.

I'll give you... To death, not poison. But you still very much will regret it.

... it has something special - he's like a little Saint. But a complete asshole.

I forgave you and I'm afraid that if it happens again, just yet...