Sergey met a new girl. She didn't know him, but he didn't want to explain, it would take too long, and besides, he had a slight distrust of her, although not intrusive. As the months passed, he developed a rather deep friendship with her. He wanted to share with her everything that had happened in his life... except for the dark nuances. When he told her that he was the founder of the Vmeste social network, she was surprisingly calm and supportive about it, without excessive emotions.

It was late at night, their conversation had dragged on, and he didn't want to let her go. The confidence in his body woke up when he went to one of the snack machines in his office and stood with his back to the girl. Clutching the bottle and smiling, he heard her slowly say that it was time for her to leave and politely say goodbye.

"Margot, lock the office doors," he whispered, holding the digital watch closer to his mouth so that he could not be heard. The artificial intelligence command worked instantly, completely depriving her of the opportunity to exit. He turned to her dramatically and smiled. "Oh! It seems that we have a problem with the system. I think we should stay here until the technical work is completed. Are you tired? I have a blanket in my desk cabinets, you can lie on the sofas."

Sergei came closer to her, guiding her back to the sofas. "Or turn on the TV? The signal quality is excellent here."

A shadow of obsession flashed in his eyes, which he carefully hid behind his outward calm and friendliness. He doesn't want to be abandoned again.