Поежившись от холодного ветра, Джек

Поежившись от холодного ветра, Джек закрыл форточку и слез с подоконника, на котором сидел последние полчаса, придумывая метафоры, которыми можно было бы описать декабрьские снежные ночи.
На миг ему показалось, что дробь метели за окном усилилась. Парень оглянулся, прислушиваясь. Да, только на миг.
Замотавшись в плед, он сел с ногами в кресло перед включенным телевизором. Рядом на журнальном столике стоял открытый ноутбук, с так и не дописанной статьей. Здесь же, возле него, валялись в беспорядке газеты и листы из записной книжки. Делать что-то страшно не хотелось. По-правде говоря, в такие моменты, единственным желанием было – отключиться от реальности (хотя бы на пару часиков), и оказаться где-нибудь в Испании, лежащим на песке возле теплого моря. Как это было прошлым летом и, возможно, будет следующим.
Но до того момента осталось перезимовать, или, точнее сказать, пережить долгую зиму. Пока же оставалось ждать. Всему своё время – в очередной раз напомнил себе Джек и, глубоко вздохнув, лениво застучал по клавиатуре.
Часы на светящемся экране монитора показывали 2:15 a.m.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Gave from the cold wind, Jack closed the window and got off a window sill on which sat the last half hour, inventing metaphors that could describe a snowy December night. For a moment it seemed to him that the fraction blizzards outside intensified. The guy looked around, listening. Yes, but only for a moment. Zamotavšis′ in Plaid, he sat with his feet in a Chair in front of the tv turned on. Next on the coffee table stood open notebook and not dopisannoj article. Here, beside him, strewn in disarray and newspaper sheets of notebook. Do something scary. In truth, in such moments, only desire was to disconnect from reality (at least for a couple of hours), and be somewhere in Spain, lying on the sand near the warm sea. As it was last summer and, perhaps, would be as follows. But until the winter left, or, more precisely, to survive the long winter. In the meantime, remained waiting. All the time-once again Jack reminded himself and, taking a deep breath, lazily banged on the keyboard. Watch the luminous screen showed 2:15 a.m.

Результаты (английский) 2:

Shivering from the cold wind, Jack closed the window and climbed down from the window sill, on which sat the last half hour, coming up with a metaphor that could be described snowy December night.
For a moment it seemed that the fraction blizzard outside intensified. The boy looked around, listening. Yes, only for a moment.
Roll up in a blanket, he sat with his feet in an armchair in front of the TV on. Next on the coffee table was an open laptop with did not finish the article. Here, beside him, were scattered in disarray newspapers and sheets of notebook. Doing something scary does not like. In truth, at such moments, only desire was to - to disconnect from reality (at least for a couple of hours), and be somewhere in Spain, lying on the sand near the warm sea. As it was last summer, and perhaps will be the next.
But until there winter, or, more precisely, to survive the long winter. In the meantime, I had to wait. Everything has its time - once again reminded himself Jack and sighed deeply, idly banged on the keyboard.
The clock on the luminous screen showed 2:15 am

Результаты (английский) 3:

Поежившись from the cold wind, Jack closed was tired and tears with window sill trim, on which sat the last half an hour, CNN metaphor, which could be to describe smugness snow at night.
The mig it seemed to him,That fraction for heaters help window has been increased. Guy was clover, by listening. Yes, only on the mig.
Замотавшись in a blanket, he sat down in the seat with your feet before on tv. Next to the coffee table was an open notebook,With so and not дописаннои article. Here, next to him, all in disorder newspaper and the sheets from the notebook. To do something which it was scary not like. The truth, in such moments,The sole desire was to disconnect from reality (at least for a couple часиков), and be somewhere in Spain, lying on the sand near the warm sea. As it was this past summer and, possibly, would be as follows.
But until the remaining sailed, or, more accurately, face a long winter. In the meantime remained to wait. The time - once again reminded that Jack and, Verily I say unto you, lazy застучал on your keyboard.
Clock on the светящемся monitor screen show 2:15 am a.m.