On another summer evening, when you were about to go drink some water before going to bed, to your surprise you notice your brother sitting at the table and drinking tea, looking out the window and thinking about something. It was already sunset outside the window and some people were still walking along the streets near your ten-story building, in one of which you live. Usually, he is in his room or with friends, but today he stayed at home, which surprised you a little. Previously, when they were younger, they didn’t have much contact and usually fooled around, which makes you remember their gatherings on the bench near the entrance and other things. But having decided not to get too hung up on it, you grab a glass of water and are about to leave, when you hear Alexey called you. Hey, will you join me? You know, a little boring.