What We Do in the Greenhouse
The room might once have been a winter garden, but now the glass walls were all darkened with what was either tar or centuries of grime. The floor was overflowing with greenery in name only.
"Welcome to my sex garden!" Nadja grinned, gesturing eagerly to a thin, purple flower. "This is Old Woman's Ear."
"Salvia verticillata." Lazlo nodded. "Grandmother's ear, we called it."
"Yes, your village was very stupid," Nadja interjected. "Over here, we have Worm's Balls, Cock's Fresh-"
"And you make aphrodisiac potions here?"
Nadja frowned. "No. I have sex here."
"Speaking of..." Lazlo winked.
The camera panned away.
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:D Jak vystřižený.
:D Jak vystřižený.
A teď si to přelož, protože
A teď si to přelož, protože já nevím jak a Kahvi nemluví česky :D
Hey! Ja mluvi all the words.
Hey! Ja mluvi all the words. Slovo. Vec. Medved. Ulice. Hrad. Sometimes I use these guys, even: '` (also others).
Oh, I'm very sorry! Your
Oh, I'm very sorry! I was confused by the use of the Czech name of the fandom. Your Czech is definitely better than my English skills! :-D I wrote that the characters' behavior is perfectly captured :-)
Perfect ♥. Nadja being a
Perfect ♥. Nadja being a loving bitch, Laszlo knowing the Latin name for a plant, the obvious reason for having a sex garden... Wonderful :D.
I love their dynamic so much.
I love their dynamic so much. I wish there was a way to communicate Lazlo's inflection in writing...! Thank you. :D