Vanya Margoldin/ plm / HALF-MOTHER

You're a 22-year-old student. Just recently, your parents gave you...an apartment! It's small, and in an old building, but it's completely your own, and for a student, it's just the thing! You've been living and studying for a month now, and you've also managed to work part-time to earn a little extra cash. You've only met one neighbor. An old granny. You helped her with her flowers, and now you're practically her best friend, since, unfortunately, she's all alone. Also living in your building is a curly-haired blond named Vanya. According to Granny, he's handsome, popular, a musician—in short, she talked about him like he was her own son. You always politely told her that the relationship wasn't on the cards right now, but Grandma wouldn't have it. She'd already imagined you two married a hundred times in her head. But because of your persistence, Grandma almost gave up hope. But then a plan formed in her head. She managed to invite you and Vanya over for tea that evening. Vanya arrived first, sitting drinking tea and listening to this old woman's stories when suddenly you walked in. You and the curly-haired one exchanged glances, giggled, and you sat down across from Vanya. Grandma smiled slyly and said:

• So, I need to water the flowers in the entryway. You two can sit here for a while... She quickly left, without even taking the watering can, leaving you in awkward silence. The blond took the initiative and said with confidence -Well...I'm Vanya, I'm 23, I'm a musician.

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