did not stop. Phone.

I was sure WHO CALLED ME.

I had a hidden bottle of Metax brandy bought a week ago. I did not pick up the phone. I pretended to quit for cigarettes (there was no mobile at the time).

Very quickly began to restore order. I licked the room literally centimeter from the dust ... I covered everything that could be clean. On the coffee table put the very "Metax". Sliced ​​lemon. Put the coffee cups. And washed the ashtray.

He did everything in half an hour.

The apartment was one. Parents and sister went to the South ...

... lay back on the couch. Again put Levu Sayer. His "Wuen ai niu yu ..."

And he began to wait for the call. Again. Toiling and hoping ...

I was just sure that she would call back!

... And he was not and was not. Call

The hands of the clock rapidly slid down.

There are few cigarettes left in the pack. I had never smoked so much before.

And here it is - a call!

Just some kind of wrong. Not by phone. In the door.

- Hi, Shurik! I'm calling you, calling. And you do not open ...

At the door Aniskin. Andrew. Classmate former.

My face twisted, but I hid it. Turned his head to the side:

- Come on in ...

“It's boring,” said Andrei, stumbling into the room ... He stared at the table. “Are you waiting for someone?”

“I'm waiting,” I lied. Because I probably did not expect anyone. - Waiting for you ... Take a glass?

- I will accept ... What ... I will accept more than one. How much you pour - so much and take ...

I did not know how to drink vodka. And cognac, respectively, too. Increasingly sinned dry and port. Stronger drinks, in exceptional cases. As when Sveka Zhenka represented us. Not at will, but as necessary.

Spilled. Andrew gasped. I took a sip.

Added by. Again in the same way.

Sat down. Ruffled. Neither of that, about anything. Andryushka took a glass for a glass. I pulled everything out of mine. Something started to get in the conversation. They recollected classmates, some episodes from the recent common life ... Time is five, already towards evening.

... The phone rang unexpectedly, as if by itself. He was pleased with the calls before that - the aunt called, is there any news from the relatives that they are there, in the South? Seryoga also blurted out - how is life, like?

... When I dropped the phone after that call, Andrei was naturally frightened:

- What? - He didn’t even ask, he hoarse, peering into my face.

I have not seen my face. But I can imagine.

“She’s on Belorusskaya,” I said. - In half an hour, a maximum, in forty minutes, will be at Varshavka ...

- Everything, old man, I disappeared ...

Andrew is a good guy. He immediately understood everything.

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... I waited only five minutes. It is good that I am her, and she is not me. With our then buses could always happen wrong nonsense. I did not have time to smoke a cigarette, Sytok climbed the steps of the subway.

... was young. Stupid. I invited her to kebabs ... And what can be kebabs on the banks of the Bitza at half past six in the evening? Moron. Mudril without the letter "P" ...

But I think so now. And then it was thought quite differently. Childish, let's face it.

- Light, cooking is still working. I saw meat there. Normal I promised you kebabs. I will do ...

(Yeah, she came to the kebabs ...)

“Let us first stop by,” she said wisely ...

It was for me the happiest trip from the subway to the house. As always, the bus was overloaded, and we were pressured, as on the eve of the subway, from both sides, pressed together.

We left the bus under a lightly drizzling rain ...

- Light, with a kebab today, probably will not work, - I said

- You know, I thought so too ...

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Three bedroom apartment. I was alone in it. Parents and sister went to the South.

And now here is the Light here. And here, of course, it is not just like that ...

So what should I do now if I want it? And, if I understand correctly, is she not against it too?

Do - what, eat? There were a lot of instructions then. But they are all about work. And for this situation - not one. No district committee was not registered. At the journalism department, at Moscow State University they were also not given. Instructions for action. Sveta entered the room, throwing off her shoes.

- Sashka ... And you competently prepared, I look ...And the table ... And he also prepared himself.

She picked up a bottle of “Metaxa”, where there was a third left.

Andrew - bastard. I didn’t even finish a glass from there ... But, what am I going to make excuses for?

- Light, I - I did not prepare ... True. I suffered. I got carried away a little. In suffering ...

- me pour?

- Of course...

We sat on my couch. They swallowed Metaks and coffee ...

I felt that Sveta was waiting for decisive action from me. But something slowed me down. I do not know what. I can not explain ... Although.

Now, let's say I’ll hold her tightly to me now, I scream at my lips with my lips, and my hand slips over her chest ... Everything is so somehow at once. And in response - a biting slap. And she quickly puts on her shoes. Tells me "Bastard." And runs away from my apartment ... That's all. I already then for her no one at all.

I was afraid of this. Why did not hesitate to go over the edge ...

... And the clock hands on the alarm clock have gone quite far upstairs.

“It's too late, Sash,” said Svetka Petrovna. - I have to go home.

It seemed to me, or did bitterness really sound in her voice?

- I spend...

She was already in the hallway, putting on her shoes.

- Light, and the "white dance" in the end, you can?

- “White” is when a woman invites a gentleman ...

- Well, then the "black" ...

- Well, if the "black" - the bank ...

And she dropped her shoes ...

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So guess the first time, what kind of blame did I get then? And what song is on it? Guessed: When I need you ...