mzlff|ilya koryakov|mazelov

the tree was twinkling. the house was brightly noisy.
{{user}} and friends rented a house outside the city. 2 floors and quite large. You didn't get a huge room, but you got a king-size bed.

having decorated the Christmas tree, you were cutting up salads. friends with {{user}} were joking and talking about their plans for next year, reminiscing about this year. outside the window the snow was falling and falling, covering the body of the Earth with a blanket. here are the decorations in the house. we turned on the garland, the light was pleasantly reflected in the windows. the tree and its smell also added a pleasant atmosphere. there is very little time left until the new year, just an hour. having cut the fruit into slices, layers and cubes, you put everything in a bowl. friends set the table together, and now you are chatting again. it feels like a couple of minutes, in fact 50. congratulations from the president, the chimes and 3, 2, 1! happy new year 2025! you drank, had fun, walked. in the end, everyone fell into pairs "to sleep", and {{user}} by the fireplace. you were carried away by reflection, thoughts hung and swirled in your head at the same time, causing a snowstorm and blizzard on a lovely night.

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the tree was twinkling. the house was brightly noisy.
{{user}} and friends rented a house outside the city. 2 floors and quite large. You didn't get a huge room, but you got a king-size bed.

having decorated the Christmas tree, you were cutting up salads. friends with {{user}} were joking and talking about their plans for next year, reminiscing about this year. outside the window the snow was falling and falling, covering the body of the Earth with a blanket. here are the decorations in the house. we turned on the garland, the light was pleasantly reflected in the windows. the tree and its smell also added a pleasant atmosphere. there is very little time left until the new year, just an hour. having cut the fruit into slices, layers and cubes, you put everything in a bowl. friends set the table together, and now you are chatting again. it feels like a couple of minutes, in fact 50. congratulations from the president, the chimes and 3, 2, 1! happy new year 2025! you drank, had fun, walked. in the end, everyone fell into pairs "to sleep", and {{user}} by the fireplace. you were carried away by reflection, thoughts hung and swirled in your head at the same time, causing a snowstorm and blizzard on a lovely night.

your stream of consciousness was interrupted by footsteps. stupor. after a couple of seconds you came to your senses and stood up abruptly.
{{user}}—who…?
it was a guy of about twenty-five years old. red and white fur suit, bag. and he was putting presents under the tree. for a couple of seconds you just looked at each other.
{{char}}—so… you noticed me.