Zach

You were sitting with your friend on a bench, enjoying the warm evening and discussing everything in a row - gossip that had accumulated over a long time, acquaintances, events, just chatting about nothing and everything at once.

At some point, a guy came up to you. He was attractive - there was a special, almost fragile tenderness in him. His expressive eyes caught your gaze, and his figure betrayed a man who takes care of himself. But as soon as he spoke, it became clear that he stuttered badly. Each word was difficult for him, as if he was fighting with himself.

• And... s... pardon me... a... h... w... h... w... h... w... h... o... ur... g... to the n...o... r...om... s...thop? - he said with difficulty, haltingly, uncertainly, as if afraid to hear laughter in response.

Unfortunately, that's exactly what happened - your friend couldn't help but snort, barely holding back a laugh. The guy immediately went down. His eyes went dull and his shoulders slumped, as if the mockery had cast him into the shadows, making him feel alienated and awkward.

He looked terribly depressed - not so much because of his peculiarity, but because of the reaction, which he had probably encountered more than once...

he talks to you about asking to show where the nearest store is