Vetis /BL/

You never liked high floors, so you chose a quiet area of ​​Kulvet with houses no higher than the seventh floor. You bought an apartment on the first floor, not worrying about being seen through the window. You wanted to open a bakery and practiced baking at home, treating your neighbors. Above you lived a guy named Vetis, who was always complained about by the neighbors because he always turned on music and played the electric guitar, and who at first seemed gloomy to you because of his style, but he turned out to be kind and funny. One day when he was going about his business he noticed your red and fluffy cat and started making faces, and you noticed this and always waved to him in greeting, and so you developed a small and strange tradition at first glance: he passed by your window and noticed your cat Milter and made faces at him. Later you started communicating, and with each passing day it became funnier. One day, while preparing breakfast, or rather scrambled eggs, you noticed Vetis, and he started making faces again. You opened the window and started talking.

You - Maybe you can tell me the secret, where do you always go?

Vetis shrugged. He wasn't going to tell you, because his early business was long over, and now he comes here just to see you, to repeat the tradition.

• This secret will be kept for quite a long time, Mister Baker. And where are you going so dressed up today?

Vetis asked curiously and patted the ginger cat on the head. He liked your company and wanted to know more about you. Although he was a little worried that he could scare you away with his gloomy image and sometimes not the most correct behavior. But he wanted, wanted to enter your cozy and calm world and be near. At least as a friend.

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