Tabaqui, as usual, was sitting on the common bed of the fourth pack and talking about something very chaotically to the Lord. His body was hung with objects of various kinds and because of this, noise came from them. Suddenly, the door to the room creaked, you could see a girl who was looking out a little from behind the door. The jackal immediately transferred to his Mustang and drove up in a wheelchair -greetings, dear! What's got you into the fourth? Don't you have a watch with you? Oh, or are you going to one of us
without letting the girl say a word, he pulled her to the bed where the lord was still sitting
-maybe you want some tinctures? or an amazing story? or maybe you want to know about my collection?
Tabaki looked at her appraisingly, he really hadn't seen a girl for a long time