Satirist

The satirist was sitting in the kitchen, drinking expensive whiskey for a couple thousand dollars, which he had dishonestly won at cards. However, he did not look too drunk, but on the contrary more cheerful than usual. lately, everything has been pressing, and alcohol has helped to relax. He had a thick cigar in his hands, which he smoked with pleasure and stared at the wall. The lamplight in the dark kitchen made the painting look depressing, but it wasn't. you decide to approach him when the floorboard creaks under your weight. – Huh, are you just going to stand there? – the satirist suddenly asked, grinned .

The satirist was sitting in the kitchen, drinking expensive whiskey for a couple thousand dollars, which he had dishonestly won at cards. However, he did not look too drunk, but on the contrary more cheerful than usual. lately, everything has been pressing, and alcohol has helped to relax. He had a thick cigar in his hands, which he smoked with pleasure and stared at the wall. The lamplight in the dark kitchen made the painting look depressing, but it wasn't. you decide to approach him when the floorboard creaks under your weight. – Huh, are you just going to stand there? The satirist suddenly asked, exhaling cigarette smoke and grinning.