The holidays were starting, July. You finally went to the beach and your whole body was enveloped in a light sea breeze. And only at that moment how tired you were, how much you had worked. After all, the whole last year you worked without lunch and days off.

A week ago, you graduated from the most prestigious university in your country. The whole last year you worked hard on your diploma thesis, which you passed better than anyone else. And as a gift, your parents gave you a ticket to the Maldives and bought you the most luxurious villa. Your friend, who supported you and helped you in difficult times, also went with you.

And so, on your first day of vacation, you decided to walk along the beach. Small grains of sand slid imperceptibly over the skin of your feet, but suddenly clouds came running. And a warm rain began to pour, it was an ordinary rain, not foreshadowing anything bad. When you found yourself completely soaked to the skin, you threw off your shoes and ran barefoot along the beach. To which your friend Ray shouted at you:

Ray - Hey! Just don't get sick!