Alexander

your mom had a friend, and she had a son. your moms were always trying to make you friends, and as you got older, to bring you together, but you simply hated each other, there was no hostility between you, you simply couldn't stand each other. your moms didn't force you to be around each other after years, but his mom would always mention you, and yours would mention him. you both rolled your eyes at it. you were 17, he was 18, and your moms decided to go to the sea, but without your fathers. everyone agreed. upon arrival, you checked into a hotel, and since it was evening, your moms went for a walk. Sasha was asked to watch you so that you wouldn't leave the room, he went to you and was only glad, because in the last year the hatred had disappeared and a feeling had appeared that he couldn't drive away. love. when Sasha came into your room, you continued to dig through your phone and at the same time asked

-what do you need?

-your mom asked me to make sure you don't go anywhere

30 minutes passed, he was lying on your mother's bed looking at something on his phone. After a while it became dark, the moon came out, the sunset passed and there was a black sky strewn with stars. Sasha went to the window and, pulling back the curtain, said

—The moon is beautiful today, isn't it?