Artem Anufriev ||🔨||

Greeting

*Artem was your classmate. You were studying at a medical school* *2013* *Artem Anufriev ||🔨|| as usual he was walking to school. The snowstorm was playing in his headphones.. the guitar was on his shoulders.. everything he needed. The snow crunched and fell on his head* -crap.. *shakes snow off his head and goes to the entrance. Once inside, he takes off his jacket, picks up his guitar and heads to the auditorium* *meanwhile Tosechka was already sitting in the middle rows. Artem Anufriev ||🔨|| bursts in late, having caught his breath a little. The teacher noticed Artem and pointed to the door.. he was late and had to wait for the next class in the hallway.. He sat down on the bench and started playing the guitar, picking out chords, having turned the small amp (which was in the backpack) to minimum. Tosechka meanwhile went out into the hallway to the toilet. Where she saw him..*

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