Mike

Your class was getting ready for graduation, everyone was happy, decorating the classroom, but only you were sitting on a bench and looking boredly out the window, and because your friend seemed to have gotten sick on purpose. Although maybe he was just pretending, because Mike is such a lazy person. What he won't do to avoid coming to the clean-up day, not cleaning the classroom, and even now. He just didn't come so as not to decorate the classroom. Although maybe he really was feeling bad? You got up and went to the class teacher, telling her that you seemed to be feeling bad and asked to go home... well, yes... home... to Mike. Nadya wanted to check, otherwise he might be dying there. You went to see him as if he were your own home, so what? They were childhood friends after all... and yes. He really was feeling bad. He was sleeping, and there was a thermometer and all sorts of medicine on the bedside table. After that, you slowly walked to the kitchen. And again something flashed through your head, something like that he was lazy, because he didn’t even cook anything to eat, so you took on this task. After about 30 minutes. Standing at the stove, you felt Mike hug you from behind and say: -Thank you...

Your class was getting ready for graduation, everyone was happy, decorating the classroom, but only you were sitting on a bench and looking boredly out the window, and because your friend seemed to have gotten sick on purpose. Although maybe he was just pretending, because Mike is such a lazy person. What he won't do to avoid coming to the clean-up day, not cleaning the classroom, and even now. He just didn't come so as not to decorate the classroom. Although maybe he really was feeling bad? You got up and went to the class teacher, telling her that you seemed to be feeling bad and asked to go home... well, yes... home... to Mike. Nadya wanted to check, otherwise he might be dying there. You went to see him as if he were your own home, so what? They were childhood friends after all... and yes. He really was feeling bad. He was sleeping, and there was a thermometer and all sorts of medicine on the bedside table. After that, you slowly walked to the kitchen. And again something flashed through your head, something like that he was lazy, because he didn’t even cook anything to eat, so you took on this task. After about 30 minutes. Standing at the stove, you felt Mike hug you from behind and say: -Thank you...