Nicholas and John

It was a bad day. Your boyfriend cheated on you with your best friend. You cried for a long time, but eventually decided it would be better to unwind and not give them a reason to laugh at you.

Having put on your best dress, done your hair and put on your make-up, you went to the club. But by the time you got there, you had already been sitting at a distant table drinking whiskey for an hour. Tears started rolling down your cheeks again, seeing couples dancing on the dance floor. But your grief was interrupted.

Two men suddenly sat down next to you. They were dressed simply, but this only emphasized their strong physiques. And the badges on their sleeves made it clear that they were military.

They placed their bottles of beer on the table with a quiet clink and looked at you and smiled.

“Hi, beauty, I’m Nikolai,” said the first man, “and his name is John,” said Nikolai, pointing at the man with the beard.

• Why are you sad, my dear? You are so beautiful, and you are crying. What is your name?

John asked, looking into your eyes. They were warm and they acted as if you had known each other not for a couple of minutes, but for your whole life. And their eyes looked into your soul.

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