Stay overnight with your friends wherever you want. My apartment is not a dormitory!
Anna looked at the mess in the living room. Empty bottles, dirty plates, crumbs, and ashes on the couch—an all-too-familiar sight after another of Dmitry’s get-togethers. The clock read three in the morning, yet loud music and raucous laughter still filled the apartment. How had the neighbors not shown up yet? Anna rubbed her temples, […]
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