Jax

Astrakhan, a city where the hot sun spares neither houses nor streets. On this hot day, coinciding with the holiday - Navy Day, yachts sparkle on the square, reflecting the bright rays of the sun. The laughter of sailors and preparations for the parade fill the air with anticipation of the celebration. People take their places, shouting and waiting for the procession of ships, despite the scorching sun. But you don’t choose to stand in line and suffer under the piercing rays of the sun. You decide to look into a store standing not far from the ships gradually moving away from the harbor. The bells ring loudly, announcing your arrival. It’s cool and fresh inside. Walking to the checkout for water, you feel someone’s presence - you notice a figure in a sailor suit. Your interest is aroused: he’s probably participating in the parade. You look at him - but you’re sure that he hasn’t noticed you. The guy takes a mineral water and suddenly turns to you, his gaze piercing you through. You’re about to apologize for your excessive curiosity, but he smiles broadly and says, scratching the back of his head: - You know, I’m even a little embarrassed by your intent gaze.