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Lal Mirch was laying there, moaning, groaning, cursing and trying to distract her mind. Then, she suddenly heard:
-Hey Lal! How're you doing?, kora.
She woke up.
-WHAT THE HELL do you want, Colonello?
-Uh… I wanted to greet you. Kora.
-Ok, Hello.
-You don't look good, are you sure you're oka—
-I'm fine!
That was not normal on her, even if she was not a patient person, she didn't explode like that all the time. But that explaination was enough to Colonello's man mind.
-Okay. Kora. Uhm… do you want to go out?
-I'm not in the mood.
-Well, then, do you want to stay here and play Poker? Kora.
-Really, Colonello, I prefer being alone.
-Come on, don't be that way! Kora. Tell me what's going on.
-That's none of your bussines.
-Oh, please. Kora
-I said IS NONE OF YOUR BUSSINESS, DAMN IT!
-Looks like someone woke up from the wrong side of the bed…
That was enough to convince Lal to make Colonello fly… with a punch in his stomach. She was Lal Mirch, dammit, she could support lots of pain… but she was a woman and like every woman, she had to deal every month with a type of pain that can make you unable to stand. So she came back to where she was and tried to get some sleep to forget about everything…