The first train

There were coctails from nowhere and stage in the haze. Until I saw three girls on the road, extending me a bottle I was not completly sure about this night. Until a heard a crazy scream of happiness, and felt Sofia`s hugs in the car i thought i forgot how to get reckless with them.

We found night cafe which covered from the cold, in the middle of the night our roads divaricated, and just two of us were sitting at the table near the window with view growing lighter.

At six o`clock in the metro i looked like the briskest person whenever.

But later smth knocked me of my feet , made me cry, and gave the worsest dream ever.