Russian Roulette. With a difference. It goes like this:
Naked Bob goes to the one window in the apartment. This window looks straight out onto the street and has the blind down. Next, Bob readys himself, takes a deep breath and at the moment that feels right, lifts the blind up for a second or two, then lowers it again.
It may not be a matter of life or death for Bob, but for the people that might happen to be walking past at that moment, depending on their sensibilities, it could be.
Bob is delighted with this game. Mili is not.
Mili wonders... how long will it last?
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