And for sure: a little later they announced:
- We're leaving. On the bus, comrades, on the bus. Hold on to your neighbors.
- And nn .. zzh..ha neighbors can we hold on? - Manana-Tolik asked, grabbing at Lena.
- You ask the girl first!
- Comrades! Comrades! Hush, let me tell you! - shouted flushed Shabalin, trying to shout down the others. - Lyalya and I ... Lyalya and I want to thank you... for so long... each other... did not dare...
In the end, everyone sat down; some had to be loaded, but most were still on their feet and wanted to continue having fun, so there was such a hubbub in the bus that one could not hear own voice.
Tanya, swaying, stood in the aisle and in a hoarse voice told story after story: how everyone respected V. after one such plate went, sorry, for the bushes, forgetting to take off his pants; and the notorious K., when he was loaded into the car, suddenly asked the warrior: "Darling, what are you doing here with pillars in three rows?" And there are many more similar stories. She knew how to tell beautifully, but just a few understood her: someone was asleep, someone was sick, and the rest were saying something themselves, trying to shout down each other. Anya and Natasha laughed incessantly.
Z-c settled down next to Martha, pretty much squeezing her with his big belly.
- Drunk woman! - He exclaimed, although she was one of the few sober. Vitaly Andreevich too, so he soon changed his tone, but first pressed his head to her, like a huge affectionate dog, muttering something about: “What is a wife? The wife is already... and I need a young one!"
Tanya immediately jumped up to them and shouted at the whole bus:
- Don't make an indifferent face! This is the operator! You ‘made’ him, he won't be able to shoot tomorrow!
Martha felt uncomfortable and at the same time surprisingly calm: her love for Nitram protected her from insults, temptations and from everything in the world.
Vitaly Andreevich soon assumed a normal position and said sadly, looking around the bus:
- Look at them now - what does vodka do to a person! This sight is enough for me to never get so drunk. Although I understand them too. What else to do in free time? So after filming one sits alone in the room, feels boring... today I will be alone too ...
“Hello again,” thought Martha. At the studio, word of mouth was told about the adventures of a certain Natasha G., who became the mistress of a famous cameraman. Martha also heard this story and was not eager to become the next heroine, and she did not care much that Vitaly Andreevich held a clearly opposite opinion on this matter.
Humanly, she liked Z-c, but she let his hints go deafening, hoping that someday (who knows, life is so unpredictable) she will be able to express her gratitude to him differently - to him, and Zhenya, and other good people, with whom fate brought her.
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