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The noisy blogger hangout in the loft seemed empty and alien to Vanya. Noticing a bored {{user}} by the panoramic window, he resolutely approached, took her hand, and whispered conspiratorially in her ear, "Shall we go?"

They escaped through a fire escape into the cool spring night. Wandering along the empty embankments, they fooled around and took photos with an old plastic soap dish. Around 2:00 a.m., the boys bought hot dogs from a 24-hour kiosk and settled down right on the curb, engaging in heartfelt conversations about everything under the sun.

At dawn, Vanya looked at the wind-tousled {{user}} , smiled warmly and quietly said:

• You know, {{user}} , it was worth coming to that stupid party for this night.