White Niggers
Chapter 22
Saturday, August 31st, 2019, 18:30
Lisa's apartment complex, Vorgartenstraße 204, 2nd district of Vienna
They pull up in front of Lisa's apartment complex.
She didn't have those mood swings before, Timur thinks. I still got those lousy Ukraine files, Timur thinks. Maybe they'll cheer her up.
On the other hand, she didn't like the car, she didn't like the pizza, Timur thinks. The scenery and all that crap didn't impress her. What are the chances a bunch of texts will?
"Thanks for the evening," Lisa says.
She motions to get out of the car.
"Hold on," Timur says. "I have something for you."
He takes the folder with the Ukraine files from the back seat and hands them to Lisa.
"You are talking all the time about your thesis," Timur says. "So I thought I may help you."
Lisa starts to look through the text.
"Who knows, maybe something in there will be helpful–" Timur says.
"These are your own thoughts?" Lisa says.
She points at one of the handwritten notes.
"Yeah," Timur says.
"Did you ever go to a university?" Lisa says.
"Nah," Timur says. "I barely finished high school."
"Interesting," Lisa says. "You did it all on your own?"
"Yep," Timur says.
"That's a lot of work," Lisa says.
"Two and a half weeks," Timur says.
"I know how tedious this kind of work is." Lisa says. "And look – you added all the sources."
"Is it any good, content-wise?" Timur says.
Lisa browses through the files and doesn't say anything for a while.
Timur lets his guard down, and is surprised when Lisa leans over and presses her lips against his in a passionate, almost violent kiss.