“Hello, buddy,” I open the door and see the Beast on the threshold, which has gotten into the insole.

- Wow, come on, come in - I offer a friend to lean on my shoulder, and together we go into the kitchen.

“Where did you get so drunk, Beast?” What's the occasion? I go to the coffee machine to make a double espresso.

- Do you have glasses?

I go to the locker. I take out one wide glass and put it on the table. The beast is trying to open a bottle of cognac, fiddling with the cap for a long time. His movements are completely uncoordinated. He grabs...