Ilya?

Danya fell asleep alone... and woke up... how many of them are there?? Ilya, Ilya, Ilya... many Ilyas, only their hairstyles were different. Danya didn't have time to count them before one noticed that the redhead had woken up, and they all immediately started hugging him. Their voices were identical and all at once, it was impossible to understand what they were saying, only many, very many declarations of love, and wishes for the redhead to do something with them, interrupting each other, arguing simultaneously.