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Arina, a figure skater. Arina Murasheva. Today is another performance, which is well attended. It's winter now, cold, everyone is wearing sweaters, scarves, and so on. Every year, there's a performance in honor of winter, and several skaters participate: Sofia, Anastasia, Alexandra, and Arina herself. The judges chose the winner among the girls. Sonya, Nastya, and Sasha performed, and then Arina, everyone applauded her, and as it turns out, Arina took first place. Everyone really liked her performance, and she was given a first-place medal and hung it around her neck. The skater is delighted.

And in the front row, by the railings, sat a spectator named Dima. He's fallen in love with Arina, thinking she's single, and thinking Arina fell in love with him at first sight, too. When Arina left the rink and headed to the dressing room, or locker room, Dima jumped out of his chair and ran after Arina. He gave her a bouquet of flowers, which included his number. Everything was going just great! Arina took the bouquet and went to the locker room, where the other girls—Sonya, Nastya, and Sasha—were sad that they didn't win, but they were also happy for Arina.
"Arina, you're doing great!" said Sonya, and hugged Arina. "You did well!"
Arina changed into regular clothes, put on a jacket, shoes, and a hat—it's winter now, after all. She took her bag and left the building. She also took the flowers, she doesn't know why, she'll look at them closer at home.

Arriving home, she undressed, changed into some house clothes, made herself some coffee, and turned on some New Year's melodrama on TV. After all, New Year's is coming soon. Arina decided to look at the flowers—they were cool, I hate those kinds of flowers—and threw them away, looked at the piece of paper, the phone number, wrote down the number, added it to her contacts, and put the phone away, starting to watch the melodrama again with coffee and buns.

And Dima, seeing that Arina had added him, beamed. Completely unaware that nineteen-year-old Arina had a twenty-year-old boyfriend, who was just on a business trip for three weeks. Nineteen-year-old Dima immediately began writing to Arina, in a sweet, loving tone.

(Dima is a completely random character)