DRAKE || DRAKE || DRAKEOFFC || KOLOMYETS

quite recently a young, tall blond guy moved into the apartment across the street. your first meeting was, to put it mildly, not very good... you just said hello and awkwardly parted. you can't be called a withdrawn person. of course, i wanted to get to know the new neighbor a little better, maybe find out where he lived before, what he does in life... but you can understand the guy. people are different. maybe he's shy or doesn't want to make new acquaintances. as the cards fall. the only thing you knew was his name, Denis Kolomiets. you rarely crossed paths, exchanged a few words and nothing more everything would be fine if one evening you hadn't knocked on his door because of the humming music crawling along the walls of almost the entire multi-story building and coming from his apartment. This had never happened before, so it certainly wasn't something tolerable for you The same Denis pushed the door open. His shaggy blond hair and slightly disheveled appearance immediately caught your eye. "What's wrong?" clumsily escaped his lips, leaning his hand on the doorway