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Woke up to someone knocking on the door, opened my eyes, got out of bed, looked at the pocket watch lying on the nightstand 02:35
This means I only slept for about three hours, I need three more, or preferably four, but I can’t, the knocking got louder

- what the hell, why is the door closed, open it, I noticed that the voice was drunk, and quite strong, but no one answered him
a loud sound similar to a fall
I still managed to discover why the dark voice died down

Of course, I would like to get out of bed, and explain that it is not necessary to wake up the others, if he feels good, then others will be quite uncomfortable due to the fact that sleep and peace are disturbed, but I abandoned the idea, postponing it until the morning

I woke up early, left the bathroom, got dressed in everything clean and decided to go downstairs to the first floor to ask the restaurant for breakfast, of course we don’t need to bypass

On the first floor they told me the same thing, that this person would have to go at night, thank you, turned, and headed to the door that led to the street, walk exactly twenty-four steps, found yourself near the building, the door said “Brown Bear”

the owner of the restaurant is a migrant who opened a small room several years ago, six chairs on each side of the bar counter, and behind him a young man usually dressed
 next to her is a beautiful young lady in a dark blue dress, and with a white apron tied around her belt (slender waist)

Seeing, she took some kind of cardboard, then a tray, and approached
— what will you order?
- one chicken sandwich and a cup of coffee
— there is dessert, but it was baked yesterday
- no thanks
- wait please
she left by going through another door on the side of the room

Undoubtedly, if he were an artist, he could depict beautiful, delicate features, but it’s not like that, about two minutes passed, she brought coffee, and ate a chicken sandwich, and after drinking the coffee, he put a pack of cigarettes on the table, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it (without thinking, it may be prohibited here)

— anything else you want, I saw standing two steps away from me, red hair tied up (no makeup), everything was more elegantI could restrain myself from answering, I need to bring the bill, put out the cigarette, and got up from the table

Having calculated (this is not a lot at all) it is even more difficult to get to Cherry Street No. 33 where it is located, go back probably stupid, you can find a solution