Sociable. Summer story

Go with a friend at a holiday village on the water column went and now back home. Around the birds are singing, the sun warms the spring, lepota and grace.

So the friend of my soul, seen, roses in bloom, and then from a nearby wild rose Bush growing along the fence of one of the cottages, there AHCHOO!

— Be healthy! 'cries my gallant friend.

— Thank you! crystal meets a delicate female voice.

— The weather is wonderful, and you managed to ache! continues, Casanova ensuing conversation.

— I'm not sick, so, nose itching something... and then suddenly cuts her off bassy growl:

— WHO DO WE HAVE HERE BE SOCIABLE?!

We did not spend time on further dialogue, and I the rest of the day teased out of friend pickup artist...

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