The guy comes out of the entrance with a deep hole in the shower. he had to go through such hell to get everything back in its place. Vershinin's hair was ruffled by the cool autumn air and tickled his pale, slightly reddened skin. He pleasantly walked through it with his cool breath, enveloped and pulled into his thoughts.

"everything is fine now.." Pasha thought when he looked around the familiar street with his confused gaze. under the onslaught of memories, he exhaled heavily.