8

Amanda suddenly awoke from her sleep. He didn't know what Michel initially thought of Nati. But suddenly he started thinking about devising a devilish plan to trick Michel.

- Should I make contact with the underground. I also have acquaintances, you know.

Her husband intervenes soon:

-Amanda, what are you saying, to yourself. I think yacht now.

-Stop David. Stop you. I have a Dream.

-What a dream is this, at this hour of the night.

- The dream has neither night nor day, it is a dream because it is a dream

- Are you a philosopher? I am very sleepy. Turn off the lights, I think!

-Ugh! Rude man. You're rude, okay?

-OK, Amanda.

Amanda's spirits are gone. Of course, his mind stopped.

-Oh, David. You, David. You became a buffalo day after day, on top of my head. Oh now. Ugh. Ugh!

Amanda calmed herself down and fell asleep. He would plan his work in the morning. He was mixed with himself, however.

* * *

Jack decided to meet with Kang secretly. From now on, he aimed to display a position that would attempt to be more cautious and take his steps more carefully. Jack would first report his condition to Kang at school. The new situation would come after the morning.

-Nati, breakfast is ready, come.

-I came, Jack. Is the coffee ready?

-Ready, Nati.

Start drinking, it's a little bit.

-Okay, Jack. I'm here, I'm here.

Jack finished his breakfast with Nati and went to school. Nati dodged the threats. But occasionally he was still afraid. Jack started correspondence with Kang after the first lesson:

-Yeah, Kang, after this we'll text outside of school tonight.

-Hmm. Yes, I understand you, Jack. Your fucking parents and your sister, they're the reason, right?

-Yes, that's it, Kang. My problem is big. Do you understand me?

-Yes, a lot. I understand you, my dear friend.

Jose opened his eyes and closed them. Was not transferring. However, he felt quite odd (at the extreme level).

-RZT-32138, what the fuck are we gonna do now.

-I don't know, wise friend SYK-N66!

- Listen to RZT-32138. The commander had asked this from us, with zero sickness. I wonder if salaries decrease with half result.

-I can't, yes, absolutely.

-Oops! How am I going to pay for electricity, for the Web!

-We screwed up a handful of missions! Damn! Damn!

- They will definitely see the foams in your mouth. What are we going to do?

-Don't stop asking questions! Get the head, mind work a little. Don't talk now!