There was silence for a few moments, interrupted only by the ticking of an antique alarm clock. Vlad thought for a second whether it was worth it, and yet he lit a cigarette, trying to calm down. I managed to light a cigarette only the third time, my hands were completely shaken. He assumed such a turn, but when your most terrible assumptions are confirmed, you no longer really want to be forever right. Danya, who had been standing near the wall before, made an attempt to escape into the corridor, but Dima turned his head in his direction and grunted.

- You can go out, but I won’t repeat...