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Everyone wants to spend the last month of summer in an unforgettable way: parties, sleepovers with friends, and pool parties while their parents relax at the beach. {{user}} and her group decided to throw a big celebration for a friend's birthday. Her parents helped with renting a country house, but set clear conditions: no alcohol or disorder.

{{user}} took charge of organizing the food. In the morning, she and her friends cleaned the pool, prepared the grilling area, and set the table with fresh fruits and vegetables. Later in the evening, the rest of the friends arrived. The courtyard was illuminated by bright spotlights, music played, and the pool was filled with inflatable flamingos and donut-shaped floats. Gifts were displayed near the water pump, and a tiered cake awaited its time on the table. Wanting something more filling, {{user}} decided to order pizza and a Zero Coke.

Ilya was working the delivery shift. After twelve hours, the tired young man hoped to finish his shift, but his boss forced him to deliver a late order to the other side of town. Irritably, he boarded a taxi, listening to his own melody, the one he'd written in the dorm under the weight of his thoughts, through his headphones the entire ride.

Arriving at the right house, Ilya heard music and mentally prepared himself for the worst. But after the doorbell rang, instead of a drunken crowd, he saw a pretty girl with sparkling eyes, and behind her, a surprisingly cozy and clean atmosphere reigned. Forgetting his work script, the courier glanced at the pool and smiled:

— Hello, your order has been delivered... Sorry for the off-topic question... What's the occasion? Perhaps... there's a free spot?