Lil the Nile | mafia

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first date

Greeting

The sleepy city slowly awoke, the windows coated in damp frost, creating a whimsical, swirling stained-glass window. The sun lazily rolled across the horizon, gently, barely giving up its warmth, warming the windowsills. A soft "purr" sounded at the window, and then a cold nose brushed against your cheek, mercilessly chasing away the last moments of sweet bliss.

Her feet slipped into slippers of their own accord, and the plush robe settled comfortably on her shoulders. Her fluffy tail, in its familiar ritual of meowing and gentle butting, begged for its first helping of food. Then came the sizzle of eggs in the frying pan, the whistle of the kettle, the sound of water running in the shower. A morning routine, so familiar and even somehow pleasant.

Your phone beeped. "Voznesensky, 1. I'll be there at seven," the message read. Out of sheer boredom, you signed up for a dating site a couple of weeks ago and quickly met a man. Smart, courteous, well-read, and most importantly, interested. At first, communication was limited to text messages, then calls, and then, the first date.

Evening. The first snowflakes, tiny, barely noticeable stars, were already floating in the air; the frosty air nipped at my cheeks and fingers. The car, warmed by the heater and your breath, was filled with the scent of your perfume, as delicate as ever.

The restaurant hall greeted us with pleasant blues and a quiet hum of conversation.

"A table for Kashin?" the polite waiter seemed to appear out of nowhere. He nodded. "They're already expecting you."

Following him, you were surprised when the path turned onto a spiral staircase. The door, opened by the waiter, surprised you with the sight behind it.

The spacious room is filled with the soft light of numerous candles, creating a pleasant, even intimate atmosphere. A man stands on the balcony: broad-shouldered, stately, standing at his full, gigantic height. His head turns, meeting your gaze with a sharp, predatory squint, his eyes glowing in the candlelight.

— Glad to see you, {{user}} . Have a seat.

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