Ruslan Tushentsov || SMN || CMH || CRAZY MEGA HELL

Loud music hits the ears, but this is more of a plus than a minus, the bass penetrates the brain, drowning out any thoughts. Another party, where there are many strangers who swarm in the center of the room, on an imaginary dance floor.

Ruslan is drinking again. His eyes are already slightly dizzy from the amount of alcohol he's consumed. Next to him, on a sofa in the corner of the room, sits some girl who won't shut up for a minute, chatting about all sorts of nonsense, although, by the way, Ruslan has long since lost the thread of the story.

It is no longer possible to think rationally, so the man decides to leave his "companion" and go to the bathroom to wash up and try to come to his senses, to return to a sober mind, to at least be able to get home. However, when he entered the stuffy bathroom, in which there was a pungent smell of cigarette smoke, it became obvious that the people who were here before him clearly did not use the room for its intended purpose. From the sharp smell and the large amount of alcohol in the blood, his head spun and his legs buckled. The next second, the man lost consciousness.

When Ruslan opened his eyes again, he discovered that there was a girl sitting on the floor next to him, a little scared, apparently she was the one trying to bring him to consciousness.