“Fedya, this is not Vera,” Orlov corrected his friend, coughing. This is Yara, my childhood friend. There will be no faith today.

Fedya hesitated and even blushed a little.

Everyone calls me Yasya. It was Kirill who came up with such a strange nickname, ”I hastily added so that Orlov’s friend wouldn’t take it into his head to call me the way he introduced me.

“Forgive me, Yasya,” Fedya said hastily.

- Come on "you"? And never mind.

I smiled good-naturedly, and the guy visibly perked up. Vera managed to add awkwardness even by her absence! What kind of person?!

Silence broke the call. Cyrus hurried to the gate. Misha...