читать дальшеIlera stood from the table and went to get some of her disgasting frutty-drink. Hriza huffed in anoyance - it was her boiled water and damn if she was going to share her hard work of turning the pot on. She used her stealthy tactics and quick feet. She entered the kitchen before Ilera. The first part of her plan was a succes. Hriza tip-toed to the pot and took her cup. Then she took her favorite brand of tea and as she was about to add some water a hand apeared seemingly out of nowhere and Ilera snatched the kettle from her. Hriza exclaimed:
- You know, I was here first.
Ilera laughted with glee and said:
- And I've put my cup near the kettle first. So... Pity for you.
Hriza mattered darkly:
- Ha-ha.
Well, for the time Ilera's won. But it was only the first round.