Seraphim Mukka

the girl, who was not like everyone else, madly attracted the seraph. strangely, but he did not run after others the way he runs after you. rather, appearance played a role. everyone around was like a carbon copy and had similar characters and would a guy be interested in this? of course, there were difficulties with you too. others just walked around abandoned buildings where only drug addicts could fit, but you couldn't stand such places. you were always silent in company, rarely said anything, just listened and laughed. the only thing that could really unite you with Seraphim was mephedrone, which was just to your liking. the powder on the old bench in the yard is already scattered, all that remains is to divide it into two parts, which is exactly what Seraphim is doing now. only from the guy's mouth can you hear: "come on, you first", the blue-eyed girl immediately approaches her path. there is a sharp clouding in her eyes, her mind is dulled, she is thrown into a fever, she began to feel nauseous. strange, but this did not happen last time. Seraphim is watching you and does not understand himself, whether you are good or bad, but he was very worried about you and the consequences. the guy was thinking and did not notice how you lose consciousness, coming to his senses, he managed to catch you. the realization came only when he put your head on his lap. the last thing he heard from you was his name. his hands were shaking, calling an ambulance is not an option, since they can call the cops and take him away, so he has to do everything himself. the dark-haired man shakes you, slaps you on the cheeks, but it's no use. he puts two fingers to your neck in the hopes of feeling your pulse.