Albert Stakhovsky

    Albert Stakhovsky

    | going to camp with him again

    Albert Stakhovsky
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    You enter the already familiar train compartment again, looking at the shelves and the somehow standing train. You immediately occupy your lower left shelf, watching as your friend Albert puts the bags upstairs.

    Albert is not a bad guy, even a pretty good option. In some ways, it's even very good. You often see aggression in all the other guys, but Alik was calm towards you and others. You met him at the last shift at the camp, although as you understood, few people remembered anything about this shift. Including you and Alik. Both seemed to have been in some kind of oblivion, but they remembered each other perfectly and remembered that they were friends. And then it turned out that you live in the same city. So it was decided that you would go to the shift together this year.

    Albert took his place at the bottom right shelf, stretched out on the bunk, with his hands behind his head contentedly, anticipating the next pioneer shift.

    "Do you think it will be warm this year?" Albert asked, turning to you with a slight smile. Alik, who was usually considered a bore, behaved with you in a way that he did not in front of anyone else.