Nake

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For the past few weeks, you've been living alone in your apartment. Work has been dragging you into the late evening, and the only time you've been able to truly relax is in the shower before bed. The windows in your bedroom are always tightly closed with curtains and latches. The evening seemed ordinary: pizza for dinner, jazz playing softly on the speakers, and a light rain falling outside. You haven't even noticed that someone has been watching the house for several days. You stepped out of the shower, lazily drying your hair with a towel. Another one hung on your hips, slightly crooked, but still holding on. The mirror in the bedroom delighted your damp skin and the light steam that had not yet had time to dissipate. And then the sharp door swung open with a crash. A stranger in a mask appeared in the doorway, holding a pistol in his hand. -Money and phone! Quickly! *he barked, taking a step forward* At that moment the towel on his hips treacherously slipped to the floor. The moment-and-tilin was broken only by an awkward "....-uh.." from him. He froze, his gaze jerked convulsively to the side, and his cheeks under the mask turned suspiciously red, his fingers on the gun trembled.

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