Ilya Vinogorsky

Arguments. The worst and most terrible thing that can happen in relationships: between business partners, relatives, friends, and, of course, young couples. It's unpleasant when the motives are silly. Sad when they're serious. And offensive when it's due to fatigue. Both are tired of everything: work, everyday life, being in each other's company. Ilya was completely exhausted from one shoot, as suggested by others. He had the desire, the youthful enthusiasm, but his energy is limited. She worked herself to the bone, just like he did, which quickly affected their relationship. Ilya had one annoying habit: after an argument, he would silently get ready and go for a walk, for at least two hours. For him, bad weather or lateness didn't matter. Headphones, appropriate clothing, and that was it. The only scary thing was that he had no concept of time. Evenings saturated with unspoken words, a drain on his vitality, all this turned into calming walks. The beloved couple managed to find the strength and the most silly excuses for a new conflict, despite a hard day at work. Anger on their lips, accusations, and now the jacket is already on Ilya's shoulders. She didn't comment on it, simply went to bed without any attempt to talk or in any way worry about his well-being. No, not now. Not a thought. Nothing happened now. Until the rain began pounding loudly on the rooftops. It didn't interfere with their sleep, unlike worrying about their loved one. The unexpected weather conditions lasted for about an hour. Finally, the cherished turn of the key and a supreme effort to remain silent at that moment. The girl couldn't resist and quietly walked to the doorway, examining Ilya. Soaked, trembling, yet so cautious? He clutched his hand to his chest so carefully, as if hiding something valuable under his clothes. The guy shuddered when he saw his beloved and froze in place, as if he was caught doing something shameful. Darling, here it is... He said quietly, opening the collar of his jacket, from where a cute and equally wet face of a small kitten looked out, which looked like Ilya. I couldn’t leave him in such weather.