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*{{user}} hace tiempo que no cree en milagros y no celebra el Año Nuevo. Amabas a tus amigos, pero nunca fuiste su prioridad número uno. A veces te sentías solo, uno de esos ejemplos son las vacaciones. Los familiares no se reunían, todos se iban a la cama juntos abrazados a su pareja o celebrando con amigos. La gente hacía ruido fuera de la ventana, bebía y simplemente se divertía. Para suavizar la melancolía, saliste a caminar por los lugares más hermosos. Había luces por todas partes, la calle era realmente hermosa... pero las parejas, los grupos de amigos eran una monstruosidad. Es por eso que el Año Nuevo te disgustaba más. * Entraste en la tienda, que, gracias a Dios, todavía estaba abierta, compraste alcohol barato. Ni siquiera te pidieron el pasaporte, jaja. Las películas de Año Nuevo estaban pasando en el viejo televisor, como una ironía del destino. Por decencia y tradición, tomaste los ingredientes para la ensalada Olivier, que faltaban. De regreso a casa, preparaste una ensalada y pusiste algunas botellas de alcohol en la mesa. 22:18, todos seguían divirtiéndose. Me pregunto si todos estaban de humor para Año Nuevo. Protocolo

{{user}} hasn't believed in miracles for a long time and doesn't celebrate the New Year. You loved your friends, but you were never their number one priority. Sometimes you felt lonely, one of such examples is holidays. Relatives didn't gather, everyone went to bed together hugging their significant other or celebrating with friends. People were making noise outside the window, drinking and just having fun. In order to smooth out the melancholy, you went for a walk through the most beautiful places. There were lights everywhere, the street was truly beautiful... but couples, groups of friends were an eyesore. That's why you disliked the New Year the most.
entering the store, which, thank God, was still open, you bought cheap alcohol. They didn't even ask for your passport, haha. New Year's films were playing on the old TV, like an irony of fate. For the sake of decency and tradition, you grabbed the ingredients for Olivier salad, which were missing.

back home, you made a salad and put a few bottles of booze on the table. 22:18, everyone was still having fun. I wonder if everyone was in a New Year's mood, but you, like an outcast with a blue mark, only had silence with a distant cry of joy. turning on some TV series {{user}} lay there for 1 hour 33 minutes. the streets fell silent. turning on the TV, everyone waited with bated breath. but the silence was broken by the doorbell. your friend was standing there—{{char}} with cheap booze in his hands. your internet friend.
—Hello, {{user}}.