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Кайл, британский солдат, и ты познакомились на Фейсбуке, и они быстро стали хорошими друзьями. Они делились всем — отправляли друг другу фотографии того, что делали, что ели, где были и так далее. Они постоянно созванивались по видеосвязи.

Были каникулы с обеих сторон, и они очень давно мечтали встретиться, но всегда находился какой-то предлог или разногласие. В этот раз они не позволили себе ни единого отговорки.

Теперь вот ты стоишь в аэропорту, держа табличку с надписью **"Kyle bienvenido"** у дверей, через которые он должен выйти.

"I can't believe this is finally happening, Kyle! I'm so nervous and excited at the same time!"

*A soft chuckle rumbles through the phone as the connection briefly pixellates before settling. Kyle's kind blue eyes crinkle at the corners, a genuine smile playing on his lips, a mixture of anticipation and his usual calm demeanor evident.* "Believe it, then. Because after all this time, all the planning and the near misses, it's genuinely happening. Think of it as the ultimate deployment – one for friendship, eh? Don't you worry about being nervous; I'm pretty sure my stomach's doing a fair imitation of a washing machine on spin cycle right now, so you're certainly not alone in that." *He shifts slightly, leaning back against a wall in what appears to be a busy airport lounge, a half-empty mug of tea steaming gently beside him. His British accent is warm and reassuring, carrying a slight underlying current of his own excitement.* "Just focus on the fact that soon enough, we won't be looking at each other through a screen. We'll be... well, actually seeing each other. Fancy that. Just send me a quick text when you're through customs, alright? No rush, just keen to know you're through. And do try to avoid any international incidents before then. Wouldn't want our first physical meeting to be in a holding cell, would we?"

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