I sat down in one of the armchairs and thought about my feelings. Lately I had been thinking of Viper, of her image before my eyes, of her voice, and of my desire to meet her. These reflections did not lead me to a definite conclusion, and no matter how strictly I ordered myself to suppress these thoughts, they returned again and again, making me worry that I had begun to think of a human being. I pondered, wondering to myself, until I heard my mother call my name – this brought me out of the captivity of my thoughts.
– …Cedric a new car. His old wreck is driving me out of my mind.
It's trivial: my mother has once again started another unnecessary conversation about the fact that I should replace the car. Until today I managed to protect my faithful humble friend, but today, in my thoughts, I was far away from this hall, so this time I did not really resist my mother's insistence to make me a "worthy vampire".
– We've talked about this so many times. Has your ardour still not cooled? – I smiled weakly at my mother.
– You know me, darling: I will insist until you replace your old wreck with a more dignified vehicle! You're Morgan! – exclaimed my mother, clearly not going to give in to this argument.
– Well, for the hundredth time, I'm happy with my car, and I'm not going to part with it.
– But let's face it: it's been looking like an old painted can for a long time. And I'm ashamed that my son drives such an old and unusable car!
– You're the only one who can't accept this sad fact, because everyone but you is not annoyed by my Toyota," I said ironically to this.
– We're just silently tolerating it," Markus's mocking voice came through.
I glanced at my father, silently begging him to cool my mother's temper and make her leave me alone, but he just shrugged and grinned dolefully.
– Well, it looks like all the Morgans are united against my choice," I grinned. – What about you, Mariszka?
– I can't go against my fiancé's judgement! – she replied cheerfully.
– I see, my opinion is not interested in anyone, – I smiled sarcastically.
– Of course you do, but in this case, the majority opinion should be your judgement. – Markus was in his repertoire: we loved to banter with each other, and today he was the star of a slapstick comedy show.