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They say the new year, whatever you want
Everything always happens, everything always comes true ...

Natasha was eager to meet the new year not one, and get a marriage proposal. I had enough friends, but I really wanted to with my beloved, well, or at least with a nice man. But each new year, for some reason, it was already happening, all the men disappeared somewhere: either they met with suddenly arisen wives, or quarreled and parted, or were ill, or some other circumstance.

So this year it happened: the man on whom she built her plans turned out to be married. Of course, it’s stupid to tell you, to meet and sleep with someone you know little about, and even more so, meet for almost a year and don’t find out that he is married. But Natashkina was such a natural person: she never climbed into an alien soul and was content with the information that she was willing to give. Of course she wanted to get married, but she believed that everything comes on time for the one who can wait, and therefore she was satisfied with such non-binding meetings. True, the partners were permanent and for a long time.

Natasha walked along the street with the bags, in which lay a new dress and food to the table and wondered what it was now necessary for. On the table at home were two tickets to Thailand on the first day of the new year. The man called just a few minutes ago, apologized, almost cried and wanted to continue meeting after the holiday weekend, which he should spend with his family. And she offered to fly to Thailand with a friend.

She listened quietly, wished him good holidays and sat down on a bench in a large shopping center. To say that very upset, it was impossible. She felt like parting for a couple of months. Yes, and she began to cool down to her partner. After a little thought about the fate, she decided to make a holiday for herself, got up and slowly went to the house. People were rushing around her, in a hurry. The music was playing, the children sang happily.

Reaching the house, she went into the entrance and called the elevator. Strange, but one elevator stood. It is good that there is a cargo. And then she is not much, not enough, but with his luggage had to go up to the ninth floor. Climbing to the floor, she stepped out of the elevator and froze in surprise: Santa Claus was lying on the floor, feet in the elevator. Rather, a middle-aged man in a suit of Santa Claus. The elevator door slowly closed, but slightly pressing his legs, reopened. Natasha put the bags on the floor and carefully approached the stranger. He smelled strongly of alcohol, but he did not seem to be asleep, stupefied by alcohol vapors. She carefully leaned over and listened to his breathing. He was absent. Natasha got the phone and called the police.

We arrived pretty quickly, took her testimony. The man was already dead for an hour and a half. Everyone was perplexed, as in the pre-holiday day, when people are in fact rushing back and forth, no one noticed it. But the floor was the last one, there were only 6 apartments on it: Natasha was living in one, one rented out, and the tenants left for the holidays, two were empty, put up for sale, and another of the two owners with children left for the New Year holidays. So, on the floor Natalia was left alone for the new year.

In the evening of December 31, she set the table, preparing as usual with a supply of a couple of days. All day long there were old New Year's films, which stirred up her sentimentality, tuned to positive and romance. At about 10 o'clock the girlfriend called and, sobbing into the phone, asked for her to meet the new year. She had just quarreled with her boyfriend and decided to punish him by leaving him at night, but not telling him where. Natasha did not mind, especially since her friend was the best and never strained her.

After crying until 23 o'clock, Julia (that was the name of her friend), with passion, helped set the table and volunteered to open the champagne herself.With the twelfth strike of the chimes, the cork jolted out of the bottle merrily, deftly smashing the lamp in the chandelier on the ceiling. Well still the table was not under it, but to the side. Julia rushed for a broom, and Natasha sat down in a chair and drank a sip of champagne, making a wish, to find a life partner. As soon as Julia managed to throw out the fragments and turn on the light in the corridor in order to light up the table at least a little, the doorbell rang. The girls looked at each other and did not move.

- Maybe yours? - asked Natasha.

- So I did not say where I went!

- But he's not a fool!

- Yes, he will not go here! He is lazy. He would just call you!

- Why should I? - Natasha was surprised

- So I turned off my own, - Julia grinned and put a small caviar sandwich in her mouth

“Listen,” Natashka looked surprised at her phone, “does he have something to say about me?” And no one congratulates.

She reached for the phone, but the new doorbell distracted her attention. She resolutely got up and went to the door. Peering into the peephole, she turned to Julia in bewilderment: “Santa Claus is there!” “Who?” - Julia jumped off the couch and rushed at the door. "In Sasha gives!" - She giggled, and opened the door. The man stepped into the hallway and slammed the door: “I came, and the new year, who is waiting for presents here?” Natasha realized from the rounded eyes that it was not Sasha.

In contrast to Natasha, Julia changed her boyfriends so often that Natasha sometimes did not have time to see how Julia had already parted. Julia called it an active search for a life partner, and Natashkin's way was sluggish. So this time, Natasha was not lucky enough to recognize Sasha, about whom Yulia cracked for several days with wild enthusiasm and whom she now mourned, almost her mother.

The man, meanwhile, stepped into the room, looking around the corners and continuing to say something in rhyme. The girls followed him into the room. “Why are you so dark?” - Grandfather Frost’s voice has somehow changed, becoming tougher and unpleasantly arrogant. But before they could answer, he sharply commanded: “They quickly sat down on the sofa and their mouths closed! For a screech-squeak-extra movement - a bullet in the forehead immediately! ”- he pulled a gun out of the bag. It was not possible to look at it in the twilight, and no one expressed any desire.

The quieter friends were sitting on the couch, waiting for the further development of the unexpected New Year's plot. The man pulled the phone out of his pocket and called someone the address of Natasha. After that, he went to her friends and carefully looked at each face. Choosing the one that would not resist for sure, he commanded: “Bind your hands and legs to the girlfriend!” Natashka, namely he turned to her, jumped off the sofa in dismay and rushed about the room in search of improvised material. The man, putting a gun to Julia's head, idly said: “Don't flicker. And without tricks! There are two towels on the chair! ”

Realizing that he could not be held, Natasha, under his attentive gaze, tied the arms and legs of her friend. The man followed Natasha's movements with interest: when she lifted her arms or bent over, the beautiful slender legs were exposed under a short dress to her thighs, opening the elastic of stockings and beckoning further. Sometimes flashed strip thong. But it didn’t knock him off the intended path, and he even checked the knots with which the girlfriend was connected. And then turning to the girls asked:

- Santa Claus who found in the elevator?

- I-, swallowing a lump in my throat, Natasha answered hoarsely

- flash drive where?

- Ka What flash drive? - frightened stuttering asked that

The doorbell interrupted the dialogue. The man jabbed his gun at Natasha: “Let's go! Open it! ”There was a wary man behind the door, his face seemed familiar to Natasha. They all went together again to the room. Yulia twitched, instantly calmed down and peered at the visitor. Her scream made everyone present start: “Tap dance !!! “Natasha understood now why the guy’s face turned out to be familiar.

It was a recent suitor Julia, missing for unknown reasons. Julia was even going to marry him, as he suddenly disappeared, and the company was declared bankrupt.He turned to Santa Claus: “This is what? Where did you bring me? ”

Santa Claus wearily sat down on a chair and pulled off his beard, under which it turned out to be rather pretty, but harsh, ...

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