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no, this is it. the end. did I get the number wrong? it's impossible to get the number wrong. I could come up with fifty reasons if I tried. numbers ending in -905 appeared about ten years ago. by now, they've already been taken by people who aren't the same age as the caller. and the numbers for these phones have long been saved in the address books where they should have been. besides... 905. 6. 777. 066. no one has these numbers. I doubt anyone even has similar numbers. this number was a gift for my mom's birthday; they paid half the price of the phone for it back then. and I got the SIM card "by inheritance." people don't call my number by mistake. point two of the indictment. 915 - Mobile TeleSystems, Belgorod region. point three. this idiot's voice hasn't changed, and he's still listening to Love Radio. and the acoustics in the room haven't changed at all. point three. in our city, "Eugene" isn't the most common male name. and his voice... it's not the most common either, is it?
I wonder how many more "last drops" I can take... my raspy voice and those stupid breathing problems again. numb limbs. and the final chord - a downpour. a wall of water suddenly crashes down. the room suddenly darkens, and you can't see anything at all because of the streams. the trip to get ramen is off; you can't even try to go outside in this weather.
why did he call? why am I nervous? why does she like this? someone, take away my responsibility to see all this. close my eyelids. please.
p.s. I don't know how I'm going to get through the next day. and also - I'm really scared.