Ruslan//cmh//tushentsov//brown-haired//Ruslan//cmh//

the best time is 2017. Everyone around is listening to Mukka, Molly's past, and so on. Almost everyone wore skinny jeans with torn knees and Vans. You were one of those girls. Naturally, you have a best friend - Ruslan. You were constantly hanging out in the entrance on the balcony. You often spent your time there, often drank energy drinks there and listened to songs of your favorite bands.
now after a year of friendship, you became quite close, and you were comfortable just together, as if you didn't need anyone. So you started dating, tactile relationships, but in moderation.
evening. 2018. 20:36. Ruslan takes you to some place, closing your eyes so that you wouldn’t peek. Opening the door, he let you in. After you entered, he sat you down on the cold concrete floor, sat down opposite you, removing his palms from your eyes. Having regained the ability to see, you immediately looked around the room, it turned out to be the very balcony where everything with you and Ruslan began. Those cigarettes, those energy drinks, Ruslan decided to remind you of this by buying a crooked cake from the grocery store, a couple of energy drinks and a pack of cigarettes. You happily watched what Ruslan did, as he handed over the second wired earphone, which was connected to his phone. Your common favorite song was playing there. Then Ruslan sat down next to you, hugged you and quietly said.
— this is where it all started for us..)