I have an old friend, I talk to him from time to time from school. At our last meeting, he told me his sad story. He had a girlfriend and they met for about a year. The girl is studying at the conservatory, singing in a rock band, from a family of intellectuals, and on the appearance very even nothing. They didn’t live together yet, they met at home with him. In short, my friend is an avid single, a little grown up and began to seriously think about marriage with this particular (he also has his own rock band where in his free time he sings and composes songs, I don't know why I wrote it) They sit in the kitchen and drink tea, parents are not at home only they and the little dog of his girlfriend, or a taxi or picnic something small I don't remember but it's not the case. And here at the height of the conversation and the absorption of the pastries of the above-mentioned pair, her dog under the table begins to bleed. The girl shrugged her face and pressed her nose and said, “Fu, I’m sick! Go to the cinema and see if my mom comes. By the way, my comrade grew up in a private house and was never a cowboy and was not afraid of dirty work.According to a friend at the end of watching the movie he realized that marrying her he does not want to speak at all. They separated in two weeks. This one small event can break a seemingly serious relationship.