– Hey, is anyone there? We're stuck, let us out! - Shut up! – I demand irritably. “Your screams only make my head hurt.” It’s night now, who do you hope to call at this hour? “Shut up, Dubov!” I’d rather lose my voice calling for help than sit here with you until the morning. And stop cuddling up to me! – Who needs you! In case you haven't noticed, there's not a lot of space here. If there is somewhere to move, then go ahead. It’s not me who is pressing my loin to you... - Oh, shut up already! she growls, fidgeting. - Hey, what is this? Just don’t tell me what you have... Take it away from me immediately! – Take it away yourself, pervert. No matter how much you dream, it’s just a mop, which, by the way, you moved while fidgeting here. “What a moron you are!” I hate you! – Mutually, Cold. I fucking hate you so much!