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Spring was coming; Amir and his friend Lesha were dating girls. Amir was not in love, it was just an interest, and he tried to keep his distance in the relationship, despite all the pressure from the girl. His friend changed girls too often, and did not feel any inconvenience in this; on the contrary, it turned him on even more. Amir did not expect from himself that he would lead such a wild lifestyle in the future. Almost every weekend they spent in nightclubs, and on ordinary days, they spent in local cafes. He was going to fly to his homeland in Laos for the summer holidays. Amir completely stopped practicing palmistry, and did not even remember about it. His friend Igor did not make himself known.

– Tell me a fortune!

– I hope you are joking!

– No, I am serious. I wonder what awaits me in the near future, and in general, I wonder how you are guessing there. Well, guess!

– Well, sit down. Lyosha sat down in a chair and kicked off his sneakers.

– I see a knock!

– What.

– I see a girl pregnant with you; you will soon become a dad!