I had to stop and turn around.

- Write a message. You love doing it.

- Unlike you. Or are you just ignoring me?

Korneev leaned on the jamb and looked with interest straight into my eyes. Yes, I looked so that my legs buckled a little. Pizza poisoned, or what?

- I save Internet traffic. It's unlimited for you.

Oh, how ambiguous I said something.

- Where are my shoes?

I know for sure that I left it here.

The guy walks around me, opens a chest of drawers under a huge mirror, which I don’t even want to look into, and takes out my sneakers from it. And...