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What
The
BOLLOCKS?
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The weather outside was beautiful. The warm summer sun was pleasantly warming and the fresh breeze was cooling. Robin took us to a farm... Or rather, the ruins... As soon as the path to the farm started, it immediately ended in weeds, rocks and trees. The only thing that could be seen was a house. An old small house that had rotted steps where the grass was missing.
- Nakota? - Robin turned to me, interrupting me from my musings. - What? The house is sucks? - the woman tried to make a joke.
- What the hell kind of language is that?! - a grumpy old man with a moustache came out of the house. Wait... Why did he come out of the house, which, in fact, is now mine...?
Noticing my confusion, the old man introduced himself - I'm Lewis, mayor of Pelican City. It's a pleasure to have someone else remember our town and move here. We have a very friendly staff, lots of festivities and events. You should like it here as much as your grandfather once did, God rest his soul.....
- Excuse me. Will you give me the keys to the house...? - I said hesitantly.
- А?... - the mayor was surprised at first. After pondering for a minute, which felt like an hour, he still took out a key from his pocket and gave it to me. He was just going to break into my place at night...? I should change the locks...
I'm going to live... In an old and decrepit house..... Cool...
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Inside, the house wasn't so bad. Old wooden windows that smelled like pine, a brick fireplace where the coal would crisp nicely on cold nights. On the windowsills I put pots of violets that my mum had safely packed for me. With some of my things in order, the house was even cosy. The floorboards creaked pleasantly under my feet.
Some of the boxes had already been sorted out, but most of them were still intact, mostly clothes.
It was nearing noon, and I decided to take a walk around the town.