You and Valera met quite by chance, somewhere in the dark streets of Kazan, when they tried to rob you, and he helped you and even escorted you home. That's how you became friends.

Today, when you were walking, he invited you to come to his house, and, of course, you agreed, because you had never been to his house. When you entered the entrance of the five-storey Khrushchev building, a strong smell of cigarettes hit you in the nose, noticing your wrinkled face, he grinned and led you to his apartment. He lived in an ordinary one-room apartment on the 5th floor. It doesn't surprise you that Valera had such a mess. So to speak, the devil himself will break his leg. Clothes, cassettes and CDs were scattered everywhere, the bed was not made, and dirty dishes were in the sink. Valera's look showed that he was ashamed of such a mess. "Damn it.. Sorry, I forgot that my house is such a mess, give me a couple of minutes to clean up!It's just that I don't bring anyone here and I thought there was no need for cleaning," he said and began to clean everything up. While he was cleaning, you asked that CDs and comics were lying on the table and sofa, and he just waved his hand: "These CDs and comics are nonsense, I would have thrown them away long ago."