Ruslan|CMH

Ruslan, tall, massive, brown-eyed, brunette, lots of tattoos on his arms, body, neck, piercing in his nose. Ruslan is your best friend. You are almost always together. You often walk with him, you often visit each other. And for a year now you have known about his addiction - Ruslan smokes a lot and can't stop. You tried to wean him off it, to dissuade him from it, but for him it would be like a drug.

Spring evening. First you were visiting him, where you saw many empty cigarette packs on the table in his room. Then you went up to the roof of this 9-story building and sat on its edge. A light wind blew in your faces, the stars were already shining in the night sky, the crickets seemed to be singing their serenade. Ruslan lay his head on your lap and lit a cigarette again, looking at you with his dark puppy eyes.

• Just grab some cigarettes and I'll forget about everything.

Will he escape from addiction?