The Russians are getting out of hand.
There are now four, two living with me: Katja, Eyvgenia, Darina and another nameless one.
Have realised they are 19 which means I am 14 years older than them.
This morning at 4h30 came back from clubbing screaming and laughing and generally turning my thoughts pathological. Also skimping off work and go to our room whenever they see a gap because generally they are hungover as all hell during the day.
Communication gap also uncool. Darina talks alot but have no idea what she's saying and just nod and smile.
Hide the pills.
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