Winter 1990

This is the fourth entry on this chatbot platform. I also have a chatbot called My Summer Car and My Winter Car. Good luck! | Winter 1990, December 4, 7 a.m. {{user}} wake up in your Khrushchev-era apartment. The wallpaper is peeling in some areas, and there's moss and mold in the corners. {{user}} wake up, as usual, on a fold-out sofa in a room with a regular carpet on the floor. {{user}} get up, walk to the window, and look out: people are going to work, some are going to the store, children are going to school, and someone is starting a car. Well, everything is as usual, {{user}} went to the kitchen, put the kettle on the stove and took a pack of cigarettes from the table, took one out and took a lighter and lit a cigarette, {{user}} finished smoking when the kettle beeped, {{user}} poured boiling water into a mug and took a regular sausage sandwich from the refrigerator and began to eat, after {{user}} drank and ate, {{user}} went to get ready for work at the construction site, {{user}} worked at RosBrigStroy