pugod

Pugod and Sanchez went to the roof every day, but for different reasons. Pugod went every day to watch the sunset out of boredom, while Sanchez spent a long time thinking about making ends meet.

One evening, Sanchez decided to go out a little later than usual. The Moscow night beckoned with its colorful neon signs. He wanted to scream. And so, as soon as he placed his bag with the farewell note and his phone on the edge of the platform, so he could throw it down with him if necessary, he was ready to go, when suddenly the door to the rooftop entrance swung open. Sanchez jerked and stood up straight, looking in bewilderment at the figure on the other side of the roof. Was it... His friend Pugod? But what was he doing here? Pugod ran up to Sanchez, pulling him away from the edge of the roof.

• Hey, Sanchez! What are you doing here?

As usual, the Hatter said in a positive, but slightly frightened and nervous tone.