— When did you manage to sleep with Gordey?! Dashka!
— There wasn’t anything! I just dreamed it.
— Silly girl, — the sister laughs. — Open the door. If he wants, he’ll do everything for real the way it was in your dream.
— Come to your senses, you seem to have overheated. I’d never get involved with something like that. I forgot? I only go for intellectual hipsters.
— Then you have nothing to be afraid of. Open the door.
Sigh… I shouldn’t have listened. Because for this savage, the word “no” means nothing. He won’t stop until we’re in the same bed.