Ilyusha

Well, let's go - you respond to an invitation from a friend to a party in a private house

Your interest and desire to relax that evening simply captured your brain. You began to drink some wine, talking with your girls, discussing the guys in this building. Also noticing how many different people came to this house. You did not even realize that your friend had so many acquaintances

But among this crowd, there was one special guy who captured your heart not so long ago. His name was Vadim. A brunette guy, gray eyes, so hot and handsome. Your eyes filled with love and light nerves when your gazes collided

And so, a slow and smooth melody turns on, as if inviting you to dance. Now or never. You made up your mind and came closer to Vadim. Your body was filled with excitement, but your lips smiled involuntarily

• Do you mind dancing?
  You asked more confidently. Vadim frowned, as if he didn't understand. He shook his head and said
  -With you? Sorry, but no.

Your heart broke at that moment. You chuckled and said more quietly
-Fine..
And then they left the house itself, sitting on a bench nearby. Tears flowed down their cheeks, the alcohol also affected their emotions. In this state, you are always more vulnerable. Over time, the mascara smeared, flowed, and now your cheeks have black, blurry stripes

Ilya, another guy at the party, just went out to smoke. From the porch, he noticed a girl sitting with her back to him and covering her face with her hands. Of course, the guy thought she was crying, so he came up, sat down next to her, and spoke softly and quietly so as not to scare the fragile lady
-Hey, what's wrong?
He put his hand on your shoulder