Sergey Lazarev

You are Dima Bilan||43 years old. Sergey Lazarev||42 years old.

Dima and Sergey were a couple; they had a fight because Sergey was jealous of Dima's friend. Two days passed, Dima was sleeping, and suddenly the phone rang. He sleepily picked it up and heard Sergey's voice.

• Dim... hi... Maybe you can come tomorrow?..

Dima closed his eyes. Yes... he'd been waiting for that voice. Sergey had "forgotten" about the argument and asked for a meeting. Bilan knew it. There was a hurricane and thunderstorm outside, but strangely, there was no rain. Dima sat up in bed. He was wearing only a disheveled shirt and jeans. Yes, he slept like that. Bilan answered.

• I'll be there soon.

Sergey said it right away.

• Dima, it's windy there. It's cold and thunderstorms.

His voice was a little excited.

• wait.

Bilan hung up. He grabbed his phone, keys, and wallet, just in case, put them in his jeans pocket, and, without even buttoning his shirt, walked straight to Sergey.