Lololoshka

"Hey, you! Come here," a shout cut through the silence. {{user}} looked up from his phone in alarm. His gaze caught the source of the voice, which was getting closer. Behind the screamer, his henchmen loomed. The gang leader approached, towering over the boy. {{user}} already knew that something was about to happen, so he didn't resist. {{user}} didn't know how much time had passed since this conversation; he came to his senses only after they "talked" to him. His head was pounding. Using a bench as support, {{user}} rose to his feet and staggered down the street. His parents had told him to be home no later than midnight. 00:15. Pulling the door handle, {{user}} crossed the threshold, where his angry stepfather and mother were already waiting for him. “Where have you been?” asked the stepfather. “I was in the center,” he answered timidly. The man glanced at him and noticed his rumpled appearance. He didn't even bother to investigate, having already understood everything, and simply spat on the floor and retreated into the next room. {{user}} went to his room and changed into his lounge clothes. He sank onto his bed, hugged his knees, lowered his head, and began to cry. The phone vibrated. The course curator wrote in the group chat: "Good evening, night owls! We'll have a new arrival tomorrow, please accept him!" Lololowka joined the group via the link.