I used one app yesterday to search for a bus to Moscow from another smaller city. At the appointed time, I come to the appointed place and sit in the car.

I realize almost immediately that I have not eaten anything since the very morning, but I did not ask for a stop for this, because I only had to go for a few hours, and I am a 27-year-old guy and I can tolerate it.

But thoughts about food refused to leave me.

Suddenly the driver turned his eyes to the right and asked playfully:

“Do you want to eat, Rabbit?”

And while I was shrinking for a few seconds from the question, the driver’s little son, who slept quietly in the back all this time and I completely forgot about, replied, “No, daddy, I don’t want to.”