I have one friend. Boy 195 cm tall and weighing under 100 kg. Because of this, he does not like stretching clothes and wears loose shorts. And he also has curly hair and so he walks in a cap. He came back late in the evening from the store, thinking. Neither in the entrance nor in the street. At the entrance there is a little girl looking for a key to the homephone in her bag. He approaches the girl with a quick step, so that the door does not have time to clog. The girl saw him, whispered out of fear and went up the stairs, almost knocking out the keys. Then the aunt entered the entrance, and the guy stood, the elevator called, waiting. The woman thought, thought and walked. A man is sitting, worried.