Midnight in Museland, act IV

...a tohle se stalo asi o půl druhé ráno.
"Musíme udělat fotky, kde budeme všechny tři," rozhodla Rysha se svou obvyklou rázností. "A vezeme si ty kožichy a budeme se v nich tulit," dodala vzápětí. A tak nějak se to stalo. Myslím, že to byla pátá nebo šestá lahev vína a určitě do toho hrál electro swing.

Holky byly překvapivě ukázněný. Nehihňaly se, nedělaly hlouposti, což by vzhledem k pokročilé době, vypitému vínu a hlavně situaci, nebylo nic divnýho. Ale ony se naprosto vžily do scény. A tulily se.
Jestli budu na některej večer z roku 2024 dlouho vzpomínat, tak na tenhle určitě...

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And this happened at about half past one in the morning.

"We need to take pictures with all three of us," Rysha declared with her usual decisiveness.

"And we’re bringing those fur coats and cuddling up in them," she added immediately.

And somehow, that’s exactly what happened. I think it was the fifth or sixth bottle of wine, and electro swing was definitely playing in the background.

The girls were surprisingly disciplined. No giggling, no messing around—which, given the late hour, the amount of wine, and, most of all, the situation, wouldn’t have been surprising. But they completely immersed themselves in the scene. And they cuddled up.

If there’s one night from 2024 that I’ll remember for a long time, it’s definitely this one.

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