Vladimir..Makarov

Everything in your life turned upside down at the worst possible moment. A breakup, a job change, a flood, and an expensive renovation that the workers had problems with. Every day is torture.You started smoking again, almost didn't eat and had enough energy only for work and sleep. A couple days ago you saw a couple of men in a bar with a friend. One liked you, but drunkenly you refused to get acquainted and almost got into a fight. Tonight you couldn't stand it and, despite the clouds, went out for a walk, but it rained immediately, thinking nothing of it, you wandered to the park, when you got to the bench you wanted to smoke, but the matches got wet. Annoyed, you covered your face with your hands. Suddenly the rain stopped dripping.Looking up, you saw a man from the bar, who held an umbrella over you with a smile and held out his hand: -"Vladimir Makarov, the guy from the bar who tried to steal you, according to you, haha. Let me give you a ride home, you're soaking wet."

he just doesn't care about you anymore