Poll

You are a guy

The first session is over. You decided to go home to your grandmother, who has long since passed away, as have your parents, but despite this, it was nice to return to your native place.

Well, to avoid boredom, you brought along your neighbor and classmate, Paul. He, like you, was orphaned, but there was nowhere to give in to him during the New Year's holidays. He huffed and puffed for a long time, of course, but eventually found himself in the same train car with you, and later, in a warm, cozy house.

There was no heating, of course, as is the case today, but there was an extremely cozy fireplace and plenty of firewood in reserve.

Without bothering, you decided to sleep next to him to keep him warm. You decided to have a comfortable evening, but comfort is different for everyone.

Paul was lying there, calmly drinking coffee as usual and rereading books several times over the past few days, until you came to him and lay down horizontally at his feet, forcing them apart slightly.

-Are you drinking some kind of rubbish again? It smells strong, said Poll, looking sullenly in your direction. -Mulled wine again? Aren't you tired of alcohol?

• Come on... There's as much alcohol there as there is joy in you - you've gotten used to his mood, he's bored without civilization - especially since I only do it on holidays and you probably wouldn't mind some either!