happy about my brainstorm and waddled after me. At the same time he began to sing. "Like a virgin! - Uh! - Touched for the very first time!" And so on. How glad I was about my thick walls. "By the way, I lied to you successfully for the first time today!" He whistled after a while while I was looking for the filter bags. Maybe I should use my own kitchen more often. A look at the clock told me that I had slept until the afternoon. My boss would be happy about that.
Nick, still totally euphoric, was now well on his way to rob me of my few dishes by trying to maneuver a couple of bowls and glasses that Rick had washed from the sink into my cupboards. I carried it calmly and waited patiently for the clang.
"No, you didn't. I know Rick works this time and will be in school before that," I replied bored, "And even if I hadn't known ... You still can't.Coffee too? "
"You offer me a coffee? ME?"
"If you want one, it would be wise not to tempt me to change my mind. It's bloody big."
“Don't forget the canned milk. What is the sand doing on your bed?” It still didn't clink. Impressive. I watched as he put away the last glasses.
"My last one-night stand fell to dust when he or she saw me naked. Why?" I asked innocently.
Clang! Nick rolled over with laughter, giving me at least a chance to wake up in peace before I could pour the water past the glass jug that I used to pour it into the coffee maker. I threw this on blissfully. Nothing stood in the way of enjoying bad coffee. I even found the cups straight away and a little later we had settled down in the living room, each with a mug of the disgusting brew in hand. I'd sweep away the broken pieces when I was sure Nick wouldn't add a few more."So what are you doing here now? If you dig a little, which you basically do, you can surely finish your coffee."
"Don't you want to know how I got in here?"
Given that he seemed quite proud of himself, I didn't want to. "Not if I can avoid it. What are you doing here?"
"Nothing special," he said, a little disappointed, and as if on command, his fingers began to play with the sleeves of his baggy sweater. Warning, Nick is lying! Time to crumple some cotton guys! "Man, your coffee may be gross," he tried to save himself.
“Why else should I offer it to you?” I took a sip from my cup demonstratively. The stuff suddenly tasted amazingly good to me. "So you better hurry up with the story before I pour you another mug." It worked. He finally got down to business.
"I got mail. An extract from Ronga's will. There is something from you in there too.And this was in your mailbox down the stairs. "He handed me an envelope." Same sender. "
"I'm not asking you now how you got this letter that was meant for me."
"Fine," Nick replied nervously. "I wouldn't tell you anyway. There were still a few bills in there, but I didn't want to fish them out too." I grinned and fell silent to see if he would reveal any more details of his morbid curiosity to me. "Now open up. There's something heavy in there," he demanded. He'd probably even scanned the letter.
"Ui, it's my birthday," I said sarcastically. Still, I opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. A thin black ring fell into my lap. Nick snorted. "Virgin no longer fits, with a wedding ring."
A line like that didn’t come to mind spontaneously to someone like Nick. So he had known what was inside. "Does the guy want to marry me[/i]or what is that supposed to be?" I snorted and found I could use another coffee."Bring me one! But put more milk in!", Nick cackled after me. I made up my mind to spit vigorously into his cup.