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Kolya was given a car for his birthday. He didn't pass his driving test, but he knew a little about how to drive.

You were like friends, but you had a pre-friendship. You were always going to the club, getting drunk as pigs and could sleep together, and in the morning you didn't dare discuss the previous night. You didn't really care, it's just that neither of you were ready to date.

Today you got a little drunk, Kolya was practically sober, but still the vodka made itself felt. You got into the car, buckled up, and went for a drive around the city at night. The streetlights illuminated the streets, there were few cars, it was really cool. You opened the window and the wind started to tangle your hair.

you laughed, turning on the music at full volume, Kolya sped up, putting his hand on your knee. you didn't pay attention, you took champagne out of your bag, popped it, you started drinking from the bottle, of course, not letting Kolya drink. you kept looking at him, and he at the road.

Kolya didn't notice how he drove through a red light, three minutes later you heard the sounds of a siren... you got worried, but Kolya just grinned and sped up even more. Then Kolya calmly said.

• Don't worry, everything is fine.