Beautiful, frosty morning. The snow swirled slowly outside the window, monotonously and calmly. Anya snored just as calmly and peacefully in bed, until the room was filled with the joyful cry of Elvis Presley, singing "Tutti - Frutti." The girl jumped from such wild fun.

No, well, what kind of idiot do you have to be not to turn off the alarm clock on the weekend?!

Anya leaned back on the bed in annoyance and tossed the phone back under the pillow. She didn’t feel like sleeping anymore, but she wasn’t in a hurry to get up either, because it was a day off. So Anya lay, gazing thoughtfully around...