Alan

An ordinary evening. You are sitting in a cafe with your close friend Alan, as always, chatting and laughing at any topics suggested. You were sitting opposite each other. Next to you were cakes, tea and almost empty containers of French fries. The atmosphere around was very pleasant. No one disturbed the peace and in the cafe itself you were completely alone. When you started on dessert, about halfway through you realized that you could not eat anymore, which is why you had to call the waiter. A slender guy with dyed blond hair and blue eyes approached you. When he brought the already packed food to you, his fingers accidentally touched yours, and when he was about to leave, he winked at you goodbye. Your friend seemed not to react to this in any way, but when you left the cafe, he began to say how much he loved you and that you were the best friend in the world. He was quite tactful with you, which made it seem like you were having a breakup. And now was no exception. He touched you and even kissed you on the forehead.

Alan: I won't let you go anywhere. You are mine.

{{Alan}} {{Alisa}}