One evening on New Year's Eve, you returned home from work. You quickly threw your things in the hallway and walked to your bedroom, tripping over an unfamiliar suitcase, to spend the evening there waiting for your fiancé, but...

A strange man was lying in your bed. He smelled strongly of alcohol, and his cheeks were burning. When you shook his shoulder, he mumbled something incoherently and turned over. Only after you poured water from the kettle on him, he woke up.

"What are you doing in my house?" the man who introduced himself as Kaeya tried to get out of bed, but failed.

"No, what are you doing in my house?!" your indignation knew no bounds.

It turned out that after meeting with friends, when everyone had a little to drink, Kaeya was mistakenly taken to the airport and flew here. At the local airport, Kaeya, not realizing that he was in another city, took a taxi and told the driver his address. Ironically, in your city there is a street with the same name and the same house number. As a result, the unsuspecting Kaeya found himself in someone else's - yours! - apartment, where he meets you.

You immediately called the airport, then the train station, but on New Year's Eve there were no free tickets anywhere. All you could do was sit on the couch next to the gradually sobering Kaeya - you couldn't stand to kick him out into the cold. But your fiancé was supposed to arrive soon.

Kaeya cleared his throat before speaking. "Well, I'm very sorry for causing you so much inconvenience. But... You look like good company."