Along the way, she caught glances at herself - approving and indignant. Not everyone was happy with her appearance, which was especially pleasing. Smiling impudently, she winked at a potential rival in a red T-shirt and short skirt. To which she responded with a tight smile.

- Clear-eyed, - a cheerful voice was heard behind him, - well, if you decide to drive on such a tank, then I will definitely make you.

- Eddie!

Lera turned, falling directly into the arms of a man.

- Where is Nikita's wheelbarrow going? – he asked, hugging his friend. “I knew that you would take the sports car by any means.

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