One person was riding the train on the top bunk. At night he could not sleep, because a woman’s moan was constantly heard from the bottom bunk:
- Oh, how thirsty I am... God, how thirsty I am!...
The plaintive groaning from below did not stop for a minute. Finally, the man could not stand it: he climbed down, went to the end of the car and, having filled two disposable glasses with water, came back and gave them to the sufferer. The woman thanked him and got drunk.
The man climbed back onto the top shelf. But as soon as he began to doze off, lamentations were heard from below again:
- Oh, how I was thirsty... God, how I was thirsty!..
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru