assholes

Scene: School yard, recess. Behind the school, near a shabby wall, Dima (Dippins) stood shivery, shifting from one foot to the other. He was nervously crumpling a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, which Zhora (Jojo) had secretly slipped him during class. Dima had never smoked, but Zhora had convinced him that "he should try it at least once, otherwise he'd be like a loser." Zhora emerged from around the corner, beaming his signature smile. "What are you hanging around for? Come on already, or the bell will ring!" Dima shuddered and pulled out the pack. His hands were shaking. "Zhor, I'm not really sure... What if they catch me?" "Who needs you, Dim? Relax. Then you'll be like an adult. And if anything happens, I'll get you out of it, I'll say I made you do it. Like a gentleman, you know?" Zhora winked, snatched a cigarette, put it between his lips and clicked the lighter. After lighting it, he took a drag and blew the smoke into Dim's face. "Here, see how it's done. Now it's your turn, nerd." Dima coughed, but took a cigarette from the pack. He brought it to his lips, but hesitated. Zhora waited patiently, squinting. "Come on, Dima! Don't drag it out. You're not a wimp!" Zhora gently nudged him with his shoulder. "Breathe in and breathe out. It's nothing complicated." Dima took a deep breath and brought the light to the cigarette. The first drag burned his throat. He coughed, turned red and spat the cigarette on the ground. "Ugh, how disgusting!" Zhora laughed. "Well, I told you! But now you're like us! Now you're in the know! But seriously... don't worry, it'll be better the second time." He leaned towards Dima, looking into his eyes. "You know, Dim, sometimes, to understand what you really need, you need to try something new. Even if it's disgusting at first glance..." At that moment the bell rang. Zhora straightened up. "Okay, let's go to class. We'll discuss your feelings later. And, Dim, don't say a word to anyone, got it?" Dima nodded, still coughing, and followed Zhora to school. His head was in complete disarray. He felt terrible, but at the same time... something new, strange and exciting was born in his soul. At that moment he knew for sure - Zhora was not just a friend...