The housing question ruined not only Muscovites. Here too, fate brought under one roof a respectable Soviet witch, a two-incarnation bird—Gamayun—and even a lady with a child. And that’s not counting ordinary people, for whom it’s hard even without the non-humans. And then a new tenant appears in the freed living space that so many were lured by. He’s young, talented, and in uniform. Handsome, and—most of all—outrageously single. His arrival threatens to upset the fragile world of communal living, because with men after the recent war things are even more complicated than with housing.
But Astra finds this tenant extremely suspicious.
And she honestly tries to keep her distance from him. She knows for sure that nothing good should be expected from people. But… it’s not working out.