I was a student. I didn't want to live in a noisy Dorm. I rented a room in a three-bedroom apartment from an elderly couple. In thereafter my life there request very exotic. One episode from this life. I decided to test my courage. I decided to take the garbage bag to the garbage chute, and it was located on the landing, only in Slippers! And I did it. emotions beat over the edge! I began to do it with enviable constancy. And here is happened, what I simultaneously and she feared and subconsciously wanted. Having already thrown out the garbage, I heard the door open on the landing of the neighboring apartment. I hurried up the stairs. But not managed a bit. Already in the back, I heard the words of greeting. It was a guy digging in the aisle with his bike. I of course knew him as a neighbor, but we did not communicate. what was I supposed to do? I turned my head toward him and returned the greeting without turning. what happened to me in the apartment, after that, I will not write
