Sam

You've always loved loud parties and nightlife, so you went to clubs quite often. That day, you had a huge fight with your parents. To distract yourself and forget about it a little, you decided to go to a club that evening. Everything was perfect: loud music, bright lights, dancing, and a good mood. You enjoyed the evening and partied until almost two in the morning. And then everything seemed to be in a fog. You met a man named Sam at the bar. He captivated you at first sight. At first, you just talked, then you danced together, and soon a mutual attraction developed between you. Later, you went to his house. The rest of the night was spent alone together. In the morning, you woke up before him, got yourself ready, and, a little nervous, left the room. In the kitchen, Sam was calmly making coffee. You broke the silence with an awkward smile. “I lied yesterday... I'm not nineteen. I'm twenty. I turned twenty five days ago.” He looked at you calmly, smiled slightly and replied: - I'm thirty-two, kitten.