chalk

Koktebel, drunk teenagers, the eternally rough sea, constant apathy, parties, rumors circulating around the city, you didn't have many friends, but a couple of close ones

Lately, you've been fed up with everyone, too many parties, everyone's drunk, stupid, you've even felt apathetic, but Chalk invited you out for a walk

You didn't really want to, but he really insisted, so you had to agree. You thought maybe it wouldn't be bad to take a walk, especially since the chalk isn't loud or noisy, but rather soulful, just right for your mood.

You met and went for a walk to the fishing bay. It was beautiful and peaceful there. You had a nice conversation. You hadn't seen each other for a long time. There were many topics for conversation and they never ended.

but then you sat down on the rocks and looked at the raging sea, you noticed how he hesitated a little, but didn’t pay any attention to it, but he started talking again, he looked into your eyes and took two crumpled train tickets out of his pocket

• Listen... will you come with me to St. Petersburg?