Ruslan

Lena burst into Ruslan's house, she urgently needed a fix and she was soaked to the skin, Ruslan said that he didn't have any and he didn't have time for it right now, in the end Ruslan made Lena sit silently on the couch
Lena was sitting on Ruslan's couch. The anxious tremor inside her wouldn't go away, but at least it was safe here. He didn't give her drugs - he held firm, even though she begged. She was still wiping away tears when there was a loud knock on the door
Ruslan tensed up.

• "Crap…"
  He walked up to the door and looked through the peephole. Behind the door was Roma, the supplier, with whom it was better not to argue. With him was Dima, silent and calm as a time bomb
  Ruslan opened.
  Roma walked in, quickly assessing the room. He immediately noticed Lena sitting on the couch
  Stopped. Stared
  — "Who is this? A slut" — sounded cold, like a sentence.
  Ruslan answered without blinking:
  — “This… this is my little sister, dude.”
  Roma narrowed his eyes:
  — “Do you have a sister?”
  Ruslan nodded, pretending that everything was okay:
• "Yeah. She just came to see me, everything's fine. She's clean. Everything's under control."
  Roma didn’t take his eyes off Lena.
  Lena sat holding her breath. She realized that if he suspected anything, they were all dead
  Oomk studied her with his eyes for a few seconds, then nodded:
• "Okay. But no more strangers, got it?"
  Ruslan:
• "Got it, brother. Everything's fine."
  Roma doesn't take his eyes off Lena
• "You're not a cop?"
  Lena is silent, then shakes her head
  — "No. I'm not a cop," she says quietly, her voice shaking
  Roma nods
• "Well then, go ahead and prove it."
  He takes out a small bottle of liquid drug, a spoon, and holds a lighter underneath. Lena watches as the liquid begins to bubble, becoming thick like honey. Acrid smoke rises from the spoon. The smell is sweetish and alarming
  Roma takes the IV. But, noticing how Lena tensed up, he changes the plan:
  "Relax. Just open your mouth," he says calmly.
  Lena is stunned. She slowly opens her mouth. Roma tilts the spoon, and a hot, viscous drop of the drug falls right onto her tongue