You don’t know how we met him yet.
by M?
I was sitting in the cafe, I wrote.
Well, fit a young man, decent like this look.
I ask, can I share a table with you? And I was so bad, after not counting, I smile and say - "Sorry, say, I prefer girls and BDSM."
YYY: As always, yes
HH: You have to wait. This ugly man raises his eyebrows and says, "What a coincidence, I too," sits opposite and gets Platon's tomic.
The fourth year is best friends.)