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Kneeling down, Annel jerked her travel suitcase out from under the bed. When she returned home this evening, she already intended to pack her things for her business trip. She even prepared some of her clothes and put them in neat piles on the dresser. But, as often happens, unforeseen circumstances interfered with the plans. Professional costs, ignorance of which did not relieve one from responsibility for their implementation.

“Your bedroom is so small,” the boss commented, shamelessly entering the room. That's someone who definitely didn't need an invitation. He stopped in front of the desk, and also the dressing table, and concentrated his gaze on her family photograph. “Now it’s clear why you’re so cute.” Your father looks familiar... isn't he a composer by any chance?

— Yes, he is the author of many soundtracks, but not so popular that someone would recognize him if they met him on the street or saw him in a photograph.

— I know many film composers due to my musical interests.

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