The irony of fate or...

A little over a year ago, Alexey bought an apartment in our house. The man is a former (if of course there are) heavy athlete. Even when moving, he probably pulled a dozen stings and stings to himself.
Well, in general, about six months we lived somewhat restlessly - Alexey was regularly drunk and tried to sing. I think at 4 o’clock in the morning to hear behind the door “A tree tree was born in the woods” with a silent voice... Unfortunately something to do – well you understand. The police were called, tried to talk to him while he was sober - all hopeless. Just pulled my hand. And in the evening, some people sang some good children’s song. The reason for his drinking told us one of the guards of the neighbor with our house bar. A wife and a four-year-old child were in an accident with a fatal outcome after which Alexei drank, went into debt, sold an apartment in Moscow, bought in the Moscow suburb, and continued to quash. I agree, it was more than six months ago.

A few days ago I met Alexei (the schedule of my work usually does not allow anyone to meet - when everyone at work I sleep), shaved, in clean clothes, the look is alive again, a lady from the neighboring entrance goes by. They talked.

In general, in his next drink, Lozha got a little confused by the entrances and climbed to his 4th floor. The key to the door did not come. It does not open now - it will open in the morning decided Alexey and lay under the door.
Have you tried to open the door if it was supported by a bunch of kilos so much as 100 in excess? And if the torso is still upset in the dream, what is it pushed? What if the job needs to run away? My son in the garden? What if you are also a strong single woman with a son in her arms? The only solution is to call the police.

The police arrived, two people. They tried to convince Leah to slip from the door. On that, Losha did not wake up and smashed a 5-ruble coin in front of their eyes (his favorite focus) and went to sleep.

Of course, when he woke up he was very embarrassed, but the lady was late to work and take her son to the garden, and there was no sense in the idea - Losha woke up at 10 a.m. (not without the help of the police, of course). Apologized for a long time. And apologize came later, with flowers, candy, and so on.

Now Alexei does not drink, he works as a security guard in the same bar in which he used to quasile, he gets good because 1 Lecha is equal to three security guards from other shifts, and nobody in the sight of Lecha did not try to push the right in the style of "Who are you at all?“”

And Svetlana already has a noticeable stomach. She took her first child out of the garden.

We are delighted with them and look forward to adding them to their family. And children's songs Alexey knows and sings them well... only loudly :-)