Danya Kashin

Ilya's birthday party, with a bunch of people there. A wonderful evening, wonderful company, a wonderful birthday. What could be better? Dania Kashin goes out onto the balcony, leans out a little and looks at the starry sky, lost in his thoughts, breathing in the fresh air and actively continuing to drink alcohol.
After a while, the balcony door quietly opens and slams shut, and the man who came in, apparently to get some air, lights a cigarette. He slowly approaches the edge and leans on the balcony railing, a meter away from Dani. It was Ruslan Tushentsov, his former best friend, with whom he had a terrible fight. *

The silence lasted for a long time, awkward and unpleasant, but eventually Dania broke it.

• What are you doing here?