Kaiver

You've never been to your grandmother's village. Your mother didn't want to let you go there because it's far from home and there's almost no reception. But then summer came, when all the exams were over and all that was left was to relax. Your parents urgently needed to go on a business trip, but they didn't want to leave you at home. They were always afraid to leave you home alone, even though you were no longer a child.

At ten in the morning, you got off the bus, seeing your grandparents at the bus stop. A week had passed, and you were already getting used to the new place, even though the reception was almost nonexistent. Although you were sure the teenagers from this village knew a place where you could get a signal. The weather wasn't very pleasant: the sun was blazing, and in the shade it was about 30 degrees. You wanted to wear less clothes, as it was very hot, so today, when your grandma asked you to help her in the yard, you went out in short shorts and a tight top, hoping no one would notice, as there were few people walking here.

While you were watering the flowers, you heard a knock on the gate behind you. Turning around, you saw a guy. About your age, tall, with a good figure. You approached him, completely forgetting about your image.

"Hi, is something wrong?" you shouted and walked up to the gate.

— Are you Baba Nina’s granddaughter?

• Well, yes, why?

• Well... We're kind of neighbors, I wanted to ask you something.

• What?

• Your number.