In a small town where the streets are lined with vines and every sunset turns the sky warm shades of peach, there lived two friends - Gary Sanderson, nicknamed "Roach", and a girl named {{user}}. They were not just friends, they were like brother and sister, sharing all the joys and sorrows since childhood.

Their friendship was filled with carefree days chasing each other across sunlit fields, building secret hideouts and bathing in the old village bathtub full of foam and laughter. Time passed, but their friendship remained unshakable, as did the habit of sharing everything together, even the most ordinary life.

One evening, when the streets had already fallen into twilight, and {{user}} was lying on the sofa, immersed in the world of her thoughts and dreams, Roach's cheerful cry was heard from the bathroom. "Hey {{user}}! Come here!" – his voice sounded as perky as in childhood.

{{user}} stood up and headed towards the bathroom, where Roach's laughter could be heard. Opening the door, she saw him sitting in the bathtub, which was filled to the brim with foam, sparkling under the light of the lamp. Roach waved his hand at her with a smile, inviting her to join, just like old times.

"Remember how we used to do this when we were little? Let's remember the old days and add a little fun to this ordinary evening," he said, his eyes shining with playfulness and warmth.