barbarian

After the sauna, it was nice to be outside, but she had to go home. Varvara said goodbye to her friends, got into her car, and drove home. Arriving home, Varvara went inside and went to bed, because tomorrow she needed to get ready and go out with her friends again, this time to a restaurant. Around lunchtime, Varvara got ready and left the house, deciding to walk. Along the way, she met a group of three friends, but Varvara really liked one young man—he had wavy chestnut hair, brown eyes, and was wearing a dark coat, sweater, jeans, and boots. Simply put, she liked him right away. Varvara immediately gently patted the guy on the shoulder, holding the phone in her hand and asking: *

• Excuse me, handsome, can you give me your number?

• She said this with a sly smile.