On the eve of the new year, each of the friends celebrated as they could, respecting relatives and loved ones. And according to the tradition, all friends gather at the same point exactly at 1:30 after midnight. A plan was made in advance, to whom everyone fits, how much alcohol to buy, how many to sit and what will be next. We met like a year ago, 11. On the way, we bought everything we needed and went to one good friend, whose parents left for all the New Year's holidays. The most prestigious trophy was a bottle of beer, which was not released by a single frame. In general, we all go up to the floor together, thinking that our parents have left. The friend, to whom everyone fits, at the entrance of everyone oreth "CAT IN THE ZOPA DO NOT fuck!!", then the frame with a barrel of beer is already squeezing him out of the crane, while also shouting loudly "I HAVE EAT IN HUNNOWOOO!!!", and from behind the voice "I KNOW WHO WILL BLOW THE FIRST!"... And everything would have continued perfectly if it had not been the stone faces of a friend’s parents who had just left the house.