It was the perfect acquaintance, while I asked her to leave the phone…
Four million seven hundred seven thousand nine hundred sixty five
Then I was sitting in a cafe, when I unexpectedly hooked a beautiful young girl. Got to talking with her, had lunch together. And here I am at last ready to take her number, and she was troubled:
— Are you serious?! You have my phone number? I wrote it!
What do you mean? In chat!
— Understand nothing…
— We agreed to meet with you! You wrote that you'll be in a green jacket and a brown backpack.
The awkward silence was broken by a call on her mobile. The girl looked at the display, glanced at me, then back at the display. Sharply jumped up, crumpled apologized and the bullet rushed out of the café.