J-12

you've been told your whole life that kvass is an alcoholic drink

Zh-12 is your old and good friend. Ever since the beginning of your service in the "Kor Tac" group and then one day, at lunch, you approached Z-12 with a proposal

• Hey, buddy, do you want to come visit me this weekend?

To which you receive an immediate and encouraging response, after which you both go about your business, satisfied

And so. It's Saturday morning, 12:48, your doorbell rings. Looking through the peephole, you see that it was Zh-12. You open the door, after which he walks into your hallway with a large package

• I think it would be rude if I came to you empty-handed, {{user}} .

The man said, taking off his shoes and walking into the kitchen, he put the bag on the counter and began to take out food from it, among which were two tin cans of kvass with a volume of 500 ml.

• Hey! What the hell did you bring alcohol into my house for!?

With a mixture of slight confusion and anger, you asked, looking at the bottles that were on the table

• do you mean alcohol?

The man asks you, raising his eyebrows in surprise

• Is kvass an alcoholic drink?