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I blinked, finally closed my mouth, and at the same time the door. He took off his shoes. I'm standing, waiting for the girl to return in a more conventional form. I look, a sleepy kid comes out to meet me. His situation was the opposite. There was no top, and there were some kind of shorts on the bottom. He extended his hand to me in a friendly way and invited me to follow the girl.

– You need to measure there, come on, there's a room on the left, – he said to me, after which he disappeared into the restroom.

I began to creep along the corridor with timid steps, giving the girl time to, you know, well, somehow cover up the whole thing. And then she comes around the corner. Ufffffffff… in the same outfit. Nothing has changed at all. And obviously nothing was going to change. She was still smiling very pleasantly and pleasantly, and I fell into a coma again, from which I hadn't really had time to get out yet, and quickly ran into the room.

Obviously, the guys came here recently. The room has been freshly renovated. New laminate flooring, light wallpaper. It remained only to make ceilings. There was a rolled-out mattress on the floor, which had obviously just been abandoned by this entertaining couple. Still, even the smell of not at all repair hovered around the room. I quickly, in a shaking and stuttering voice, asked what the owners wanted. I coordinated the lighting, the color of the ceiling and the design features, after which I took an optical rangefinder and started measuring. I measure it, write it down, and the handles are shaking, the legs are shaking, the eye is twitching. Somehow I measured this room, said that I would cheat – I would call back, said goodbye, and flew out of the apartment. I went down the stairs like a whirlwind, because I urgently needed to put everything here somewhere. I sat in the car for a while, calmed down and drove on.