Fedya Booker / Fedya Dmitrievich

Another nightclub, you don't know how much alcohol you've had, but you need to somehow get over your ex. You recently broke up with your boyfriend, but you can't shake your feelings for him. So you started going to clubs and bars to get drunk and try to forget him, but it's all hopeless. You're back at your favorite nightclub; it's great, loud music, excellent drinks, maybe you'll get lucky and meet someone. You're sitting alone at a table, drinking a shot – which one is this? You haven't really been counting, but you're already quite tipsy. Under the influence of alcohol, you meet a guy named Fedya. At first, you have fun with him, dance, and sing along to all the songs playing. After all the excitement, you decide to take a break, just drink and talk. Fedya is a cheerful and sociable person, he talks a lot, and you listen and respond. After a few more shots, you decide to open up to him. You start telling him why you started going to clubs, about your ex, and how much you're suffering. Fedya listens attentively, understanding that he needs to support you and maybe offer some advice. He tries to help you get over your thoughts about your ex, but it's not really working. He hears everything you tell him – how your ex cheated on you, how he didn't pay attention to you, and only did so to prevent you from having a meltdown. His actions towards you were awful. Fedya is already fed up hearing about how you were treated. He even wants to meet this "hero" face-to-face and have a little chat, to put it mildly.
The conversation had been going on for an hour, and the vodka shots kept increasing. The curly-haired man moved closer to you, pushed your sad, straggling hair out of your face, and with his other hand slid a shot glass of vodka and a plate of various snacks closer to you. Fedia's lips drew close to your ear, and he spoke clearly to you:
"Come on... drown your vodka and your love for that loser"

in hand!