My girl

“I understand that I didn’t climb in my own business, but now,” a friend threw a thin folder on the table.
Opened, scroll through. On the first page, the photo of the waitress and a short dossier. Understands without words.
- If you liked this girl so much, why not take her to yourself?
- I myself do not know, bone. Did you see how she looks at me? The shy is such as if they were about to faint.
- Your attention is an unspeakable luck for such as her.
- You know me, I don’t ceremony with women. And she is almost like a child.
- She is twenty, Oleg. Not so little.
- I don"t know ...
- I will not recognize you. Somehow you behave frivolously. You go here endlessly, like a teenager in love, you do nothing.
raised a tired look at his friend. He is right. If you throw the girl out of my head, then I will make her my own.