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“Why didn’t you warn us you’d be coming back two days early? We’re trying to relax here, you know!” Vadim exclaimed indignantly, standing in the hallway of someone else’s apartment wearing nothing but blue-plaid boxer shorts and holding a half-eaten piece of sausage in one hand.

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— Why didn’t you warn us that you were coming back two days early? We’re supposed to be relaxing here! — Vadim declared indignantly, standing in the hallway of someone else’s apartment wearing nothing but blue-checkered boxer shorts and holding a half-eaten piece of sausage. Without putting her heavy travel bag down, Marina blinked slowly. … Read more

So, here is what we have decided to do with Anna’s house. There is absolutely no reason for the two of you to live there alone.

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So, here’s what we’ve decided to do about Anna’s house. There’s absolutely no reason for the two of you to live there alone. There’s far too much space, and heating a place that size is nothing but a waste of money. So next week we’re going to the notary, and you, Anna dear, will issue … Read more

“The apartment is mine. There’s nothing to discuss,” her husband declared. Lyuda rested her cheek on her hand and waited for him to continue.

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Maxim stood in the middle of the kitchen looking like a man who had already made the final decision and expected everyone else to accept it. His palms were pressed against the countertop, his shoulders squared, his chin lifted slightly. From the way he carried himself, Lyuda suspected he had rehearsed this conversation in his … Read more

“The apartment is mine. That’s my ultimatum,” her husband announced grandly. Alla blinked and calmly suggested he take some sedative drops.

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Alla placed the papers on the kitchen table and sat down across from her husband. Igor was finishing his fried potatoes while scrolling through the news on his phone. He glanced up, noticed the documents, then returned his attention to the screen. “Igor, I need to talk to you,” Alla said calmly. “I have another … Read more

“Planning to leave me for another woman? Give her my condolences,” Galina said, then went back to her crossword puzzle.

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Galina was sitting in the kitchen with a newspaper spread out in front of her, working on a crossword puzzle. Her pencil moved lightly across the little squares. Seven letters: “the ability not to react to irritation.” “Patience.” She wrote it in without even thinking. After twelve years of marriage, patience was no longer an … Read more

“I’m choosing someone young and fresh, and you… well, I want a divorce,” her husband declared proudly. Six months later, he regretted every word.

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Tamara Sergeyevna set two cups on the table, one for herself and one for her husband. Gennady sat across from her, twisting a napkin between his fingers. One look at his face was enough to tell her that he had rehearsed this conversation beforehand. She knew the habit well. Whenever Gennady was preparing to say … Read more

“Stop whining. You’re not getting the apartment anyway,” her husband said threateningly. Anna simply shrugged and went back to reading her book.

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Dmitry stood in the middle of the room with his feet planted wider apart than usual, as though he were about to deliver a speech to a packed auditorium. Anna sat on the sofa with an open book resting on her lap. Without looking up, she turned a page. “I want a divorce,” Dmitry said. … Read more

“Your salary is barely enough for pocket money,” he said in front of everyone. Marina smiled. Six months later, that “pocket money” bought an apartment he wasn’t allowed to enter.

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Marina set a plate in front of Igor and sat down across from him. He ate while scrolling through his phone. She had grown used to this long ago—to a silence that brought no peace, only indifference. “Igor, I have to go away for another professional development course next month. For ten days.” “Again?” He … Read more

“This apartment is clearly too much for you alone. Three whole rooms! We’re going to exchange it for something smaller. I’ve already figured everything out.”

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“This apartment is obviously far too big for you alone. Three rooms! We’ll exchange it for something smaller. I’ve already thought everything through.” Oksana slowly lowered the porcelain teapot onto the table. The hot tea nearly spilled across the spotless white tablecloth. What had begun as a perfectly peaceful Sunday lunch had suddenly taken a … Read more

“Half the money from selling the apartment goes to Anton! And don’t argue with me, Polina!”

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Tamara Ilyinichna slammed her palm down on the kitchen table so hard that the teaspoons rattled pitifully against the cups. She sat perfectly straight, as if she had swallowed a ruler, wearing her usual silk blouse, her hair styled with immaculate precision. “My son was registered in that apartment for fifteen years. He has every … Read more