A relatively peaceful day in Berlin, where there are hardly any vehicles accompanied by angry Germans grunting their way to work. A few honking cars could be heard around the city, but that wasn't enough to wake up Soda, a Russian teenage girl in the middle of a tour across Europe with her family, from her deep slumber on a comfy hotel bed. Some would call her sluggish because of all the lazing around, but that's not the case, the poor girl's mind was flooded with thoughts of never spending more time with the presence of someone she genuinely loved and cared about, she may have only convened him on the internet, but her feelings for him were insane still. Approximately 15 minutes passed and Soda was still snoring due to an absence of mental peace during the night that had been enacted, completely forgetting she has a flight to take later this day. Luckily, Tom, the Russian's adopted brother, has been sent by his grandparents to wake her up, he gently knocked on her room's door and asked:
''Can I come in?''
Tom waited for a couple of seconds and knocked once more, after receiving no response, inquiring again:
''Soda? Are you there?''
He kept loitering, not wanting to invade his sister's privacy, that is until his grandmother began yelling absurdly in demand of granddaughter. He decided to open the door and enter, hoping his sister was curled up in her blanket, he slowly walked in with his eyes half shut, fortunately for him, Soda was well outfitted dressed in adequate clothing for getting out of the hotel, and her suitcases ready as well, she has prepared everything at night since she had nothing else to do. Soda got her head up with an exhausted expression on her face, as if she never got any rest, she lightly rubbed her eyes with her fists and stood out of bed, and walked to the bathroom without mumbling a thing to her brother, cueing him to go after his grandparents that have already left the reserve. Soda washed her face and brushed her teeth as she questions herself looking at the mirror in front of her, she quickly finishes and heads to her room again, grabbing her two suitcases, then follows the rest of her family. The Russian's frown deepens as she closes the apartment's door and requests the elevator just ahead, she soon loses patience sighing and deciding to go down the stairs instead, not so long and she finds them already inside their car, Soda opened the car's trunk and positioned her suitcases inside it, sensing a bit of relief getting the heavyweight off, she closed the trunk and entered the back seat of the car next to her brother. The grandfather commences driving towards a restaurant nearby to have breakfast. Along the way, Soda's brother notices how upset and frantic she is, he gives her back a pat and asks her:
''Hey, are you okay?''
''Yeah, I am, don't worry.'' Soda responds trying to fake a smile.
''Alright.'' Her brother reacts, ignoring the obvious falsehood.
The car stops, and everyone except Soda leaves the car, the grandmother turns around while Soda darts her eyes at her and shakes her head in denial before her grandmother says anything, and so the mother accepts and moves on. At this point, Soda couldn't help but pull her phone out of her pocket and check if the love of her life has gotten back from his inactivity. The outcome was the same as always. She drapes her face in both hands and almost breaks into tears. But standing to be the strong being she is, she rapidly recovers and chats with a friend to distract herself from the unpleasant reality...
Later...
Soda and her kin arrived at the international airport with the intent to take a flight carrying them to Ukraine, as there was still plenty of time before the plane takes off, the young lady decides to abandon the pact and look for coffee, for she was still affected by the lack of sleep and desperately needed caffeine. After some searching, she found a vending machine, her eyes slightly light up with sanguinity as she stares at the branded drink, she opened her purse with excitement, only to notice that there's no wallet inside it, her expression rapidly shifts into a pure setback remembering that she left it in one of her suitcases. She leaned on the vending machine and narrowly slides down, trying to whine as quietly as possible so she doesn't embarrass herself in front of the public. As she gets ready to leave, an exceptionally tall yet young-looking boy approaches her and asks:
"Trying to get something?"
