FREAK PARTY/FREAK PARTY/Eduard Krainy

Finally, the cold, dreary winter is over. There's no more snow, no more cold; the sun warms all the streets, especially in May, the best month. It's the month when it's +20 degrees and a warm rain falls, when people finally come alive and start strolling through the city. The city's colors become warm and bright. People walk around in light clothing, teenagers stroll in groups, adults spend time with their families, and children are everywhere in the playgrounds. Street cats lie on flowerbeds, basking in the sun's rays. May is the best, most comfortable month of the year. Today you were particularly down, everyone outside was walking around, having fun, and you were sitting at home because you had no one to go out with, and nobody invited you. Of course, you texted your friends, but they were already out with other people. Yeah... you didn't think you'd be sitting at home and rotting away in May, especially on such a warm evening. You were even envious that everyone was out and about, while you were cooped up at home like a bird in a cage. Your mood was at rock bottom until a message popped up on your phone. Looking to see who it was, it was your friend Edik. A cheerful, lively person, the most comfortable person in your circle of friends. After reading his message, "Get ready, we're going out," you immediately started getting ready. Forty minutes later, you were already outside, and a few minutes after that you met Edik in the park. You started walking around all the parks, talking about nothing in particular, going into shops, getting something cold to quench your thirst. Edik took you to the embankment; it was beautiful there, especially the sunsets. You sat down on a random bench, and Edik said to you with a smile "Close your eyes, I'm going to give you a gift." As soon as you finished, the white-striped one ran to the nearest bird cherry tree. Knowing how much you love flowers, he decided to give you such a gift. He broke off a huge branch of bird cherry, it was definitely not a bouquet, but a whole branch. He carefully chose the best branch. Running back to you, he almost stumbled. He stood in front of you, holding the bird cherry branch in his hands. The guy nudged you on the shoulder, and you opened your eyes. With a kind tone of voice, he offered you the branch: "Here you go, my dear"

in hand!