“happy birthday tenya!”

his friends began to sing to him as he came out of his room. tenya, who usually would have scolded them for such unseemly behavior, looked inexpressibly calm today, almost with his head in the clouds. his hair was messed up and his shirt with the tie crumpled. a few lipstick marks in his neck were covered by his collar

“how strange, usually he would have scolded us or something.” “you say he's doing this because it's a special day?” his friends were talking among themselves

little did they know what you two were doing in his room just a few minutes before