I had to leave a girlfriend at night. Formed for a friend Pasha as a guest, held, leaving Tankin student on guard. Then in a couple of hours I had to go down with Pasha, pick up the studdak, go out and come back minutes after ten already on my studdak.

It is worth saying that we are similar to Tanka exactly to the extent that all good people are similar. Her lips are thinner and straight, and her eyes are bigger than mine. But like winter, a shirt with a cap should fix the matter.

Here we are with the guard. The guard is looking at the photo in the student room, me in the cap.

- Something you are not very similar to the photo, remove the cap!

Fuck the comedy. I take off the cap, parallelly blow out my eyes to look bigger, press my lips and stretch them into a line.

The guard looks at me for a long time, then at the photo, then again at me, then at the photo. He whispers, stretches me and says with a smile:

You are much more beautiful in life.

and thanks. I answer without shaking my lips.

Get out of the room, Raj. Tanke decided not to say anything.