А вот таких пидорасов я теперь играю, если кому интересно.
по-английски и не очень содержательно“I do not know you… but I’ll shave you anyway.” It was a tired joke, the one Andrea had repeated far too many times, but he said it anyway. He liked tired jokes – they were familiar and almost cozy and didn’t leave any need to elaborate on his condition any further. He smirked at his ghostly reflection in the mirror and winced at the sharp pain piercing his eye. It looked like he had a long day ahead and not a thing to brighten it up. Well, maybe he’d get to put down or embarrass some clients – that would help. Andrea couldn’t know for sure though.
Shaving with a hangover was an extreme sport for him since he never used safety razors but he managed to do it without slitting his throat after all. Getting rid of the tired circles under his eyes and the remains of a black-eye he got a few days ago and putting on some eyeliner made him feel slightly more human too. So it was, of course, inevitable that someone would bang on the door the moment he was getting his hair tousled up just the way he wanted.
“Coming!” Andrea shouted and winced again at the sound of his own voice.
He looked at himself in the mirror and pushed away an errand lock – his hair always took forever to settle. The banging didn’t stop and something in his head now followed suit; another side-effect of having a good time last night – nausea – kicked in as Andrea bent to put on his jeans. He didn’t bother with underwear or actually buttoning up all the way – anyone who would bother a decent scumbag in an ungodly hour of 2 p.m. deserved to get an eyeful. And were they ever going to stop banging on the door?
“I’m coming, jeez! And not in a good way… Why is everybody so eager to get me out of bed when they should be clamoring to get me into it?” The last few words Andrea already spoke to the man standing on his doorstep. He didn’t seem to recall the face so he leaned on the doorframe, one of his hands on the gun taped to the inside wall near the door. “And what got your panties in a twist this early in the morning, precious?”