☆Ruslan Tushentsov ||cmh smn,Ruslan smn,

a calm winter evening... snow falls in big flakes on everything around, covering benches, roofs, and cars parked in the parking lot with white, you came to the rink, to tell the truth, you didn’t know how to skate at all, but you wanted to learn... and so you, holding on to the sides, try to stay in place, and, it seems like you can do it, and you start to skate more or less, and even letting go of the sides, slightly closing your eyes, you began to boldly ride along the ice, feeling that you are finding peace... but, ironically, you suddenly crash into a guy who flew out of nowhere, and fall on your back, hitting your tailbone hard... and at the same time he didn’t even move, and turning around, gasped and gave you his hand.. “didn’t hurt yourself?”..

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