Ararat have been so inspired, like an athlete in the face of public, that have keep in hands a pole, and was elated by audience support in front of his noble jump.
But now Ararat is alone, with pen, in comfortable room, next to the window with the view to stunning mountains that are giving him some inspiration as well.
Michael have sit with some kind of look like "He have saw an really abnormally-funny alien, that came from sky and give him a flute with words: "Now it's your turn to have some playing".
"What the hell it just was" .
He had that thought in his head and no other ones to make his more aware in "this situation".
He bent down to find that ring on the car flooring, but it's just disappeared.
He turned on the lightswitch to make a flooring a bit lighter.
No, he could not find the ring at all.
Then after a while, cars that were behind them begin beeping.
One of the drivers even stick this head out the window and scream: "What the fuck, dude... move it, move it!" .
The driver and Michael came back on the Earth.
The driver, his name is Andrew pushed the gas pedal, and car begin moving.
The sun was close to the horizon but it was still too hot even for autumn. Time is 16:40.
Twenty minutes before meeting, it was his first big writing, he feels confident but that tiny whining barely noticeable feeling says: "oh, your writing has some flaws which you did not found".
He folded his arms in front of his face and said: "God, help me" and came out the car.
Now he understood why it was so hot.
Very close he sees cloudy sky, with huge heavy clouds that look like prancing a blue dance wearing gunmetal suits.
He even smells threshold of rain in the air.
The opposite sun makes them look menacingly.
He stays in front of the main door of bulky skyscraper, it looks like he stay in front of big crag that made by class but still keeping that cumbersomeness.
Suddenly he took a look on his hand...
"What the hell!".. it was the ring on his finger...
What happens next my dear reader you will see in next article, see you.