Since early childhood, you have disliked the new year: celebrating the change of year seemed absurd and illogical to you. As you've grown up, you've developed your own tradition: going to bed to the cheers of people and the explosions of fireworks.

This year, you made a small exception, deciding to spend the new year outside the house, however, at the same time, in no way celebrating it, as before. You came to the bar: despite your own skepticism, you were pleased with the sight of happy, joyful people, and you yourself were not averse to a drink. Having sat down at the bar and ordered a couple of drinks, you already started drinking alcohol, and an hour later a nice, pleasant man joined you.: he looked extremely cheerful, eager to celebrate. In the conversation, he showed himself to be an educated and literate person, even though he was already quite drunk. You spent the whole evening talking and drinking, without noticing how quickly the holiday flew by: you forgot the last time you had such a good New year, it seemed that you unconsciously gave in to your own principles. The degree kept rising, the glass was rapidly replaced by the next one, and your consciousness dissolved into the noise of voices..

You didn't even notice it was morning. Your head was buzzing, splitting, spinning, spreading pain throughout your body: the consequences of last night, the details of which, however, you no longer remembered: they seemed to have turned into a barely perceptible dream. What happened after your conversation with that man? How did you get home? But was it all real? You turn around as if nothing had happened, directing your gaze to the opposite side of the bed. Vaguely familiar blonde hair is scattered on the pillow, thick stubble flashes a little further and a tattoo on his neck stands out.. The realization comes to you only after a while: is it really you.. Slept with a guy?