Character: Никки Либерт (Nicky Liebert)

You cannot argue about anyone. Living people are not prizes that are won in a competition.

The job of a journalist is not to arrange a trial on the spot, to assess words. He is obliged to listen impartially to all parties, voluntarily discarding prejudices.

Crime is the daily bread of both journalists and police.

- I'm sure it was not like that at all! the neurosurgeon shook his head in disagreement. - In fact, the woman drove the man away so that he would not get underfoot and did not interfere with putting things in order, and then, when she missed her, she went after him. She found him, but they could not find the way back, and then they took and came up with a story about a snake, an apple and an angry God, because it sounds more impressive than a story about a forgotten path in a fruit plantation.

- I think it would be good to learn to live one day.
- Live one day? - Russian repeated after me. - Do you know who lives one day? Drug addicts and alcoholics, it is important for them that today they have something to expand and what to drink, the rest they do not care at all. For them, there is no tomorrow. They are the ghosts of today. They wake up only to start their carousel for one day. So as far as I'm concerned, I don't want to live one day and not have a future. But I want to feel that this day is my last - from this all feelings become sharper. You get better and don't do something just by thinking that you'll have time to fix it or apologize. You take everything you can right now, and not think that later you can survive it or gain it. You become greedy for life. Even ordinary anticipation is filled not with irritation, but with priceless moments with oneself.
The monologue touched the special strings of my soul, plunging into some indescribable feeling.
"How accurate and beautiful, right," I exhaled, mentally signing every word I heard. - Who said that?
- I just did. You didn't recognize my voice?
Turning to the girl, I looked into her beautiful eyes. They are rare - brown with green sparkles.
- Is something wrong? - Notes of confusion slipped through Mashkovskaya's voice.
- It feels like you don't understand what effect you're producing.
- What are you talking about? She tucked her still slightly wet curls behind her ears. I guess I thought I was talking about looks. With this movement, she clearly proved that she really does not realize what effect she produces with her words.
- Incredible! - Unwittingly escaped from me. - You have an unthinkable talent, no - weapons! And you don't know that. Although, perhaps, due to the fact that you do not give an account in this magic, you manage to fight on the spot.

Many people think that imprinting occurs only in the animal world, but man is also an animal. A similar thing happens to us, many call it first love, but the fact remains that the one whose image will be sad on the retina of the eye will take a privileged place in the heart and soul. And this is an unbreakable oath, an attachment that cannot be destroyed. You may not see each other, but even after ten years, as soon as you notice a familiar silhouette or hear the voice of this person, as everything gut responds, if you are married three times. Nature cannot be deceived. It is you who can drive yourself around your finger, assure you of any truths, but she, like ritual drums, will call to herself.

“My eyes are much higher,” the girl said without any expression, exactly following John's movements. The journalist's remark made him smile: she hinted so subtly that he was forbidden to look into the neckline of her dress.
“You leave no chance for your admirers,” Lugo said, looking up. - For many men, rings on ladies' fingers are just an adornment, but hanging on a chain will be more serious. It's like a stop sign. If others who attended this celebration only pretend to be inaccessible and indifferent to acquaintance with a certain subtext, thereby trying to fill themselves up and interest themselves, you don't have to pretend - I see coldness in your eyes, even, it seems, my fingertips , in contact with your skin, go numb from your indifference to this kind of topic. It makes you desirable.
They, looking into each other's eyes as opponents studying their opponent, made a circle in a dance.
- Really? - complete indifference sounded in Nikki's intonation.
- I think that girls are too accessible, not only in terms of sex, but in terms of permissiveness, and if you add excessive stickiness, they only repel guys. We need to feel like a hunter. When a dead mouse is lying near your feet, which agrees to everything and at the same time considers itself a wild panther, it looks pathetic. Wretched, ”Lugo spoke every word clearly. - In addition, such girls by their behavior provoke the fact that they are used, in principle, there is a similar category of guys. Such people are used for their own purposes, often intimate, but I would never associate my life with a girl who at the very first meeting jumped into my bed, allowing me to do whatever I want with herself. Can you guess why?
- Because she can jump into another's bed with the same ease? Liebert suggested.
- Exactly. Why do I need a Sharing Girl? - said the birthday boy, circling with Nikki in a dance and not paying attention to the others. - Therefore, against the general background, you look regal. Not because you supposedly turn up your nose, but because you know your worth. You understand what you need and you won’t be exchanged for a small coin. Even here you came for some of your goals.
- Why did you decide that? - this time there was a slight interest.
- Why do they come to such events? Lugo nodded toward the bar. - Over there, the desire of many becomes especially clear: to find someone for themselves. Who exactly - this is already of secondary importance. Many ladies from the audience, as soon as I beckon them with my hand, will rush to my neck, not because they like me especially, but from an elementary calculation: a man who is able to organize such a party has some money in his pocket.
“And they are rather big,” Liebert said.
“Yes,” John didn’t deny. - Some are looking for a sponsor, others are sexual adventures, but they all stand out very clearly from the crowd, no matter how much they want to hide it. After observing them a little or exchanging a couple of phrases - that's all. You already know who came and why. Look and body language betray them. Your body signals that you are not looking for a lover or sponsor.
- Maybe I came just to have fun? - said the girl, turning on its axis, slightly touching Lugo's hand, which he held above her head.
“You are too serious for a person who came to dance,” the man objected, drawing Nikki to him again and entering a new dance circle with her.
- Perhaps I'm a good actress?
- No, Nikki, you are not playing. Otherwise, they would have already launched a female weapon of incredible power - coquetry.
- Yes, and you, as I understand it, are not trying to achieve something from the points that have been voiced, - said the journalist. - Otherwise they would not have spoken to me so openly.
- It seemed to me that you are one of those women who love truthfulness and straightforwardness. Am I wrong, Miss Liebert?
- Do we know you? the girl asked warily.
- Rather, it is a one-sided acquaintance. Or rather, even with your work. I read the last articles that you wrote - I want to say that you have the gift of expressing your thoughts and observations. Even then I thought it was nice to be with you and talk to you. Thank you for coming to my birthday today and allowing you to personally verify the veracity of my assumption, - the music died down, and Lugo, completing their dance, made a bow. “And thank you for our dance, Nikki.
He straightened up and, stepping closer to her so that she would surely hear him, added:
- I feel pride in you. Perfectly. This means that you will not grovel in front of the strong and will not sell out to the one who pays the most. I understand such things ... I wish you to continue to be as you are now.
- Thank you ... - said the journalist. - I want to wish ...
But she could not finish: Lugo raised his finger to her lips and, shaking his head, quietly stretched out:
- Shhhhhh ... I already have everything. And I don't need anything else. Perhaps I would like to be closer to you ... but someone else managed to win your heart. Even if I try to get you, it will get you nowhere. You even never they didn't try to flirt with me. I even envy that lucky man whose ring you have on your neck. I hope he is worthy of you. And you know, taking this opportunity, I want to tell you one secret, which is hardly such, purely because of male solidarity towards your chosen one: the wrong women - selfish, stupid conversations, boring and monotonous - squeeze men out like an orange in a juicer. Correct - invigorate like matins dew! Stay "correct" from now on.
John, just like at the very beginning, took Nikki's hand and, kissing the back of her hand and making a bow, went into the crowd.

We are the ones who were involved in the consideration of the case and did not bother to dig too deep, betrayed her. Everything.

“Your colleagues will curse me.

Leaning over to Nikki, I dug into her with a passionate kiss.

- I remember, - I supported him, - that you also wanted him?

You cannot prepare for absolutely everything. In life, you need to have the skills of a surfer - you need to be able to notice the change in the wave in time and adapt to it.

You called me so many times that from the vibration of the phone I lost several kilograms.

Accidents are so vile that they expose everyone.