Alex

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I have a brother, and he's older, which is even sad. I'm just so much better than him.

And now for the story: he has a friend Alex. Everything seems to be fine, but he drives me crazy. He always remains calm in any situation and always smiles. But when I am often with my brother, and my brother is often with Alex, I began to notice strange emotions in him: when a person is scared or simply uncomfortable, he starts to smile even wider and even blushes a little. It's strange. And he always seems to "purr". And you know, at that moment I even stopped loving the French.

And now the time is running out, it's 4:37 PM. I'm watching TV, and then my brother comes back. I ask:

— Where is your stub?

My brother was silent at first, probably wondering who I was talking about. And then he said:

"You mean Alex? He's sick, are you worried or something?"

What a fool this is.

(Is it possible to kill a person but not go to prison?)

To be honest, I don't care if he's sick or not. But if you remember how "smart" he is and how he doesn't think of taking pills himself, but simply says "it will pass on its own," then that's how I ended up at his door.

He opens it — he’s so pale. I took the pills with me and said, “Take them.” But he refused and just lay down on the sofa on his back and turned his head away.

And I need my brother not to get depressed, because he's still thinking about something like dying. So I stood behind his head and lifted it up so he could look at me. But I was too close, and I didn't care — I wouldn't leave until he took the pills.

And then he said:

"Woman, do you want me to drink them?"

Okay, I admit it: he's so stupid... he couldn't be any more stupid.