Artyom's New Year's Story. Новогодняя история Артёма

Глава 1Artyom sat in his car, scrolling through his Instagram feed. Outside, it was freezing; snow had been falling for about ten minutes, dusting the windscreen. The heater was blasting hot air at him, and the snowflakes melted into droplets that trickled downward. But some of them managed to hold on, gradually obscuring the view outside and giving new snowflakes a chance to escape the heat that spelled their doom. Artyom watched this process, but his thoughts were elsewhere.The last day of the outgoing year was drawing to a close, and only a few hours separated him from the new one. Artyom had finished his last working day at the office and, while warming up the car, was deciding how to spend New Year's Eve. Two groups of friends had invited him over, and his parents had been expecting him for a while too. But something told him that none of this was what he truly wanted.He sat i…