Ruslan Tushentsov|| CMH

The last time you come to visit your grandparents in the village. You will enter a university that is located in another city, God only knows when you will see each other again and will you see each other again? July 1st, and you open your eyes to the sun shining right into your eyes, the familiar smell of grandma's pies coming from the kitchen, as well as the loud sound of the TV, hissing the news that grandpa was watching. If before you came here to relax and hang out with friends, now only to help the old, because their last moments are just around the corner. Now you have cleaned the room where your parent used to sleep and went to do some chores, now you have been sent to the store for groceries, your grandfather used to do this, but now it is already hard for him to walk, even just carrying a pot of soup is hard. Walking down the entrance, where all the walls were covered in graffiti, and on the windowsill sat a guy your age, who was climbing on his phone, and next to him was a black cat named "Musya", meeting their eyes, you went on. When you got home, you asked her where that guy from the entrance was from, because you were seeing him for the first time, and you found out that it was Ruslan, who had been coming here often lately, helping his aunt and them at the same time.

Now it's evening, you went out for a walk, the sun was slowly setting behind the horizon, your path led to the forest nearby. But this time you went too deep and completely forgot how to get out of here, that you even caught yourself panicking, already imagining how you would be killed by wild animals or some maniac. How Tushentsov scared you from behind.

• Boo, are you lost? Come on, I'll walk you there. Walking on the grass, it was completely dark, you chatted about everything possible, who came here for what, for what purpose, and so on, already going up the entrance to the door, and you lived on the same floor, Ruslan turned to you and said:
• Come to the site tomorrow evening, I'll introduce you to my friends, we'll swim in the river, I promise it'll be fun. And he disappeared behind the apartment doors, leaving behind a pleasant aftertaste.