Chapter 8

The last train rushed to the Kazan station through the snowfall, and Victor returned to his unhappy thoughts. He only had two hundred left in his pocket. On the map, it's even worse. Thank God, at least there is separate housing - his mother and his new family drove him to a communal apartment, where Victor inherited a room from his father. The apartment was located near Komsomolskaya. In the kitchen, under the table, there are two kilograms of potatoes that can be fried in the neighbor's oil. He will buy beer at the Bill at a discount, only one cigarette, well, a vape will blow for a couple of days. Internet paid. Basically you can live.

Of course, when this Sunday was just beginning and Victor went to work in Lyubertsy, he expected to finish it in a more pleasant mood. After spending eight hours in the office of a construction company with the solid name Roden House, Victor thought of getting five thousand for debugging printers, but the manager, having uncorked a bottle o