“BOTHER” in italiano

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verbo
preoccuparsi
worry bother care trouble
disturbare
disturb disrupt bother trouble upset annoy
infastidire
annoy bother irk nag worry get annoyed
disturbarsi
bother trouble
importunare
bother annoy importune trouble
scocciare
bother annoy be fed up
seccare
dry bother annoy bore trouble pester
molestare
harass molest annoy bother tease harrass
dar noia
bother
confondere
confuse confound mistake mix mix up bother
disorientare
disorient confuse disorientate bewilder mystify bother
ossessionare
obsess haunt torment harass trouble bother
sostantivo
fastidio
bother annoyance nuisance trouble harassment worry
disturbo
disorder bother disturbance noise trouble ailment
seccatura
nuisance bother annoyance trouble bore drag
noia
boredom bore tedium ennui trouble bother
agitazione
agitation turmoil unrest restlessness excitement bother
nervosismo
nervousness jitters irritation irritability jumpiness bother
seccatore
bore nuisance blighter wimp bother gad fly

sinonimi

sostantivo

trouble effort exertion inconvenience fuss pains

verbo

disturb trouble inconvenience pester badger harass molest plague nag hound harry annoy upset irritate hassle bug get in someone's hair get on someone's case get under a someone's skin ruffle someone's feathers rag on ride

Esempi

Tuuran would have told them not to bother.

’ I can’t resist saying, just to see how much she rattles, and a familiar voice behind me says, ‘Don’t bother trying to win an argument with her, Taylor.

It did not bother the modalmen if he shouted or asked his questions with meek circumspection.

He imagined she was telling them of the medicinal properties of it, but he didn’t bother to try and overhear.

’ Tuuran scrambled back onto his mount and shouted, but now they were going full tilt again, and Crazy Mad couldn’t hear him, and apparently it didn’t bother him that they’d been out here all bloody night with not a moment to rest.

Who would bother to steal from a bunch of miners?

”Cassian didn’t bother to read Feyre’s and Rhys’s expressions as he gazed toward the small window, the wilderness beyond.

He didn’t even bother to look at the Harp, or comment on Briallyn.

Why should they bother?

He didn’t bother with his cloak as he yanked open the glass doors, breathing in a face full of crisp autumn air, and stalked toward Mor’s opening arms.

He shouldn’t bother me this much.