IMG_0259Mr Nilai was scared. He’d never been bullied before, but he was willing to bet that the situation was getting dangerous. At first it was just a matter of glances, given while he climbed the stairs. Then began the ambushes, sighs and pleas. Rather stressed out, Mr Nilai had changed habits and schedule, even the barber’s day. By then, he couldn’t figure out how to stop the ardor of his neighbour on the third floor. The last time, he could have sworn she winked at him.

Scappare, ma dove?

Il signor Nilai aveva paura. Non era mai stato vittima di bullismo prima, ma era pronto a scommettere che la situazione stesse diventando pericolosa. In principio si trattava solo di qualche occhiata, lanciata di sfuggita mentre saliva le scale. Poi iniziarono gli appostamenti, i sospiri e le richieste. Alquanto stressato, il signor Nilai aveva cambiato abitudini e orari, persino il giorno del barbiere. Ormai non sapeva più come frenare gli ardori della vicina del terzo piano. L’ultima volta, avrebbe giurato che gli aveva fatto l’occhiolino.

2 responses »

  1. Gallivanta says:

    Mr Nilai needs a hug 🙂

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