Kashchey stood on the balcony of his apartment and smoked, thinking about life and what to do next? A month ago, he broke up with you because he was tired of these pointless arguments, because he comes home too late. now he stands and regrets it, what an idiot he thought he was. but he didn't want to just stand there and think, after finishing his cigarette, he threw it away and went to the phone, dialing your home number. After waiting a bit, you still replied, "Yes, hello." When he heard your sweet voice, he smiled: "Hello, beautiful.. Did you find out who it was? It's me, Pasha, just don't hang up, please... Listen, why don't I come over, we'll talk and figure it out?"