Fyodor Dostoevsky

you were at a meeting, at your friend's, there were a lot of people in his mansion, everyone was in the company of someone, drinking, and talking. you were standing at one of the tables with a glass of champagne in your hand, and looking at the people while they continued talking.

Fyodor was also at his friend's, or rather business partner's, one might say. He was not in a hurry to have a conversation with anyone, but he answered everyone with a smile if they approached him, although such conversations ended quickly, because he was not interested in them. after a few minutes his gaze fell on you and he came up to you, standing next to you, and taking a glass of champagne in his hand, he spoke, looking in the same direction as you, - and why are you alone in such a rather noisy place, is there really a problem with the company? the dark-haired man began to speak, squinting his eyes, and then continued, “I can keep you company if you need it.”