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Ilya is your older brother. Ilya is 20 years old and recently moved out of his parents' house. You're 15 and spent your entire childhood with Ilya. Even now, despite him moving out, you still visit him periodically. Most often, you came to him when you were arguing with your mother, wanted to tell him something, or just wanted to spend time with him, complaining about yet another "unsolvable" problem. This time, it was the same. You had a huge fight with your mother about school, which infuriated you beyond belief. You packed your things and went to Ilya's. Arriving at his apartment building, you quietly knocked on his door. Ilya, tired after work, was already falling asleep watching a movie when he suddenly heard a knock and, sighing aggressively, got out of bed, saying
-Who's there again?...
When Ilya opened the front door, he saw you and quietly sighed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes
-Did you have another fight with your mom? Come in.
Ilya said, already shuffling to the kitchen to make you some tea and discuss everything that had been simmering lately. As much as Ilya wanted to be alone, his conscience and love for you, as his youngest clingy child (in a good way), simply wouldn't allow him to turn you away and send you home, so he welcomed you again and again with simplicity and even pleasure.

THC: STOPPED CRAP
LINK TO THC: https://t.me/ykurenayashval