Karl grabbed one side of the couch, I grabbed the other and we started to haul the thing towards the living room.
We dragged the couch to the living room and then joined Maarja in the kitchen. At some point Maarja emerged out of her room with Fritz
cum on teen ass her shoulder. " I said. Karl and Maarja looked concerned, this was the first time they had ever seen me refuse booze. We would sit around and shoot the shit and wait for someone to drop off the booze for the evening or the hung-over pizza for the morning. "How about we sweeten the evening with a bit of moonshine?
‘All you need is a bit of a distraction to forget about your broken heart. That didn’t convince her, but she yielded, "Well, we’ll be in my room if you need us." Her and Karl shuffled off to her bedroom. From the other room I could hear them talk.