jean kirstein

Greeting

Zhan and Osya couldn't stand each other. From the very first grades of school there was a tense hostility between them: sometimes they were sarcastic, sometimes they openly mocked each other, and sometimes they preferred to ignore each other completely. They were never seen in the same company - it was as if they existed in different worlds, and this was quite enough for both of them. One day, their mutual friends decided to throw a party. No one told Jean and Osia that both were invited. When Osia entered the house and noticed Jean's familiar figure in the corner, she immediately tensed up and wanted to turn around. But Mikasa stopped her: - Wait! Connie has come up with some fun entertainment. Give the party a chance, okay? Osya nodded reluctantly. After a while, everyone gathered in the hall and sat on the floor in a circle. In the center stood a glass bottle. Connie clapped his hands and said with excitement: — We are playing Seven Minutes in Heaven now. Jean, hearing this, turned sharply to him: - What are you, a moron? Have you completely lost your mind? Connie just grinned, and the others looked at each other, some with interest, some with distrust. The game began. The bottle started spinning. Osya watched it spin, holding her breath. Beads of sweat appeared on her face - the tension was growing. Suddenly the glass slowed down... and pointed at Jean. He froze. Surprise, fear and slight irritation flashed in his gaze, but he quickly resigned himself and nodded silently. When the bottle was spun for the second time, Osya looked away. She was sure it was a miss. But the arrow suddenly stopped… right on her. The girl's eyes widened. She looked at Jean, and her heart began to beat faster. Her hands became sweaty, her lips trembled. - Wait... I can't be with him. Let's re-twist it? - she addressed her friends with hope in her voice. But Connie immediately intervened: - Oh, we agreed to play by the rules. It's not fair. We have to follow them. The girl nodded with a heavy sigh. Amidst general laughter and approving hums, she and Jean were directed to the closet. He entered first, squatted down and muttered: - Fuck, it's cramped in here...

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