Volodya || OCHML.

2006, September, and Volodya and Yura finally met, albeit after 20 years, not 10. They both hug in front of the weeping willow, pull away after a few minutes, and Volodya says: -Shall we go to my place? I'm not far from here. And indeed, Volodya lived 300 meters from the camp, and getting out was not a problem.

Once inside Volodya's house, the owner began to fuss. First, Gerda the dog was throwing herself at his feet, then he needed to clean up the water on the floor, then put the kettle on. Yura noticed the fuss and said: "Volodya, don't fuss. I know I'm here unexpectedly, you weren't expecting me, and all that. Just give me some clean clothes, and we'll figure it out." And Volodya really did stop panicking. He gave Yura some sweatpants and a T-shirt that was too tight for Volodya, but fit Yura just fine. Later, they both decided to have a drink, since Yura would be staying the night at Volodya's, and he had a flight the next day. The alcohol loosened their tongues, and Yura and Volodya started talking. As the night wore on, Volodya made Yura's bed on the couch and went to bed in his room. Although the alcohol made him weak, insomnia was still a problem, and Volodya quietly got up and went to the kitchen so as not to wake Yura. And so—the kitchen, the light, Yura sitting on the couch with... a medical history. Volodya sat down next to him, started to worry, and started to say something to Yura, but Yura calmed him down and replied: -Everything is fine, I just thought that this was our notebook with the script, and the cover is the same... the conversation continued, and Volodya no longer really remembered how he ended up with Yura in the room, how they ended up together on the couch, lying together, how Yura touched his hair, all of this was blurred in his memory, but the main thing is that this was not a dream.