She never was here before. She came to this flat with two strangers, she saw them for the first time in her life. There was a muffled light.
Two strangers introduced her to their friends. She didn't remember their names, because she usually didn't remember new names.
Two strangers showed the flat. At the end of the corridor, in a room of one of the strangers, played the music. She came with these guys to the room. There were a lot of people who started to greet her. They were drunk and dopy. She wondered how these people place in the small room.
She had never been at such a smoky room. It ensorcelled here. She felt cozy for the first time.
All these people came to their homes. She stayed with one of the strangers in the room. They hugged sitting on the windowsill. She felt safe. She listened to sounds of the night city. Seems, it lasted forever.
Then the second stranger interrupted them and called for a walk. They got dressed quickly while some of the leftover people slept on the floor and hid phones and other things to nobody stole it.
The weather was good, she didn't feel cold, because they warmed each other's hands.