I had a two-room apartment, with a huge kitchen, which probably took up two-thirds of the space. I didn't have a living room as such, because it was connected to the kitchen. The bedroom was pretty spacious, so I did some renovations, which made it slightly larger. I invested a lot of money in my apartment and the result was not disappointing. The apartment looked like a living corner. I loved flowers and that's why there were a lot of flowers here. I grew my herbs in the kitchen, and even tomatoes sometimes made me happy. And in the bedrooms, the hallway, and the undergrowth were ornamental plants. I didn't have a balcony, so I turned it into a mini guest bedroom, but it looked great out my window. The whole town was on the palm of my hand.
- How beautiful and fantastic this place smelled," Stefan walked in, looking back and forth in a charming way. I was proud of my apartment.
- Make yourself comfortable. I have a guest bedroom, though small but cozy.
- Thank you very much, Holy. Your apartment is so lively, it is obvious that you have invested well in it and take care of comfort.
- There is such a thing. Since you and I are the same size, I will give you my clothes, and yours will be washed for now. Bathroom to the left of the bedroom, you can take a bath for a while, and then we'll decide what to do. We have all day ahead.
After we both took turns showering and were already sitting there thinking about what to do, I remembered that I had to replace our second chef today.
- Damn it, damn it! It slipped my mind. Stef, I'm sorry, but I'm going to feed you with the most delicious food today. I work in a cafe, in addition to studying, and today I need to work so that my prize does not fly out of my hands. Sit in a cafe, look at the ordinary people, okay? The Internet is free there.
- No problem, I'm happy to see where you work.
That's what we decided.
We made a good impression in the cafe. I imagined Stefan as my twin brother, who lived in America and was recently found. Everybody made up their minds, put him at a table, and began to actively question him about his life abroad. Stefan was very friendly and vivid, which captivated our entire team. A little worried, I left him in the common room, and went to the kitchen, work is not waiting.
During the breaks, I went out to see him, and we talked, eating our favorite dish - spaghetti with mushrooms and ham. He asked for things he was interested in, and I was happy to share what I knew. I saw how much he enjoyed the company, how pleased he was when our waitresses Christine and Yulia opened their mouths and listened to him about his country, thinking he was talking about America. He laughed openly when my boss told me funny stories in the kitchen.
- It was so much fun, such a good place," Stefan frowned with pleasure while pulling up, "it's been a long time since I've had such a good time.
- Yeah, we were very excited today, and they liked you very much.
My day at work was finally over, and I was already spitting with Steph home. Thanks to him, the chief let me go early, so we still had time to go for a walk. He could go to the movies there, show me the city. It's May, it's a sin to stay home.
- When I go out for a walk in my world, it seems to me that everyone is looking at me. They see that I am not like that. It makes me nervous. And also the alphas are constantly sniffing, and when they don't smell anything, I see how in their eyes there is interest in me and I become unnecessary as if I wasn't there. And here... Here everybody looked at me with such interest, listening and being sincerely interested in everything that I tell. You have a good world, Svyatoslav.
- We are so similar to you. Not like that in their worlds.
- That's for sure.
We didn't come back to this topic anymore, but I offered to buy cheese and wine in the shop. I was gladly supported.
- I'll wait here for you, Holy.
I was out of power for seven minutes, and Stefan had already disappeared. I ran forward, and then across the street, I saw the light of a lantern in the light of a bright top that had disappeared in an alley.
- That was just what I needed.
I'd already rushed to the alley and finally realized who was holding Steph down.
- Well, you're going to dance with me, Stepka.
And the actions unfolded swiftly. I didn't hear what Stepan was saying there, I only saw Stefan looking at him incomprehensibly, freaking out, trying to figure out what to do. Artyom Ristalov stood alone as usual, in the shadows, as if he had nothing to do with it.
