This is the day you've been waiting for the most — your birthday. You were hoping to spend it with your family and then with your boyfriend. But Valera did not come to you all day and did not even call, even though he promised that he would come to you. You've long been used to his unexpected disappearances and similar manifestations. But this time it was very insulting, because he promised to come. And it was only in the evening that you heard a knock on the window.

In the windows of the second floor, someone threw small lumps of snow that remained after the winter. It lasted until you opened it and looked out. Valera was standing downstairs holding a couple of tulips in his hands and looking at you

—"Why is she so sour? It's your birthday. the cinema is already closed, shall we go to the disco?"