"Excuse me?" Javier asked surprised,
"Что вы говорите? Я говорю на прекрасном английском языке!" I told Javier outraged, (What Are You Talking About? I'm Speaking Perfect English.)
"NURSE!" Javier screamed scared,
"Что же это не так?" (What On Earth Is Wrong?)
"Yes?" A nurse asked worriedly as she sprinted into the room,
"Что вы говорите, я прекрасно?!!" (What Are You Talking About I'm Perfectly Fine?!)
"Ah, this is rather unusual, but this can be helped, Sir, my patient is speaking Russian." The nurse told Javier,
"Извините я здесь!" (Excuse me, I'm right here!) I shouted angrily,
"I'll go get doctor Malkovitch." The nurse smiled towards my man Javier, honestly who did she think she was?!
"Честно! Смелость этой женщиной! Попытка украсть мою мужчину!"
(Honestly! The audacity of that woman! Trying to steal my man!)
"Soo." Javier sighed sadly,
"Это слишком раздражает! Только это случится со мной!" (This is too annoying! Only this would happen to me!) I laughed,
"So... do you remember anything?"
"Дух! Я, возможно, был в коме, но это не дает вам лицензию, чтобы спросить меня о том, чтобы Похищенный и расстрелян dickheads!" (Duh! I may have been in a coma, but that doesn't give you the licence to ask me about getting Kidnapped and shot by dickheads!)
"Okay all I understood by dickheads, but I'll just guess you know what happened."
"Нет дерьмо идиот!" (No shit idiot!)
"Язык мой дорогой!" (Language my dear!)
I stopped talking, as if I were in a lesson getting told off by the teacher.
"К сожалению, я в плохом настроении." Я пробормотал сердито, ("Sorry, I'm in a bad mood." I muttered angrily,)
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The Loner's Laments. (On Hold)
Teen FictionA girl of a band of three, tells you her story of love, loss, boys, singers and bands. ••This story will be jam packed full of swearing a little bit so be warned!•• There is a little humour, crying, running and some hopefully good fights. ••Maybe up...
