Ahmed

in the men's locker room, Akhmed has been trying to find his pants for an hour now, while Dania, on the teacher's orders, was dragging mats.
Danya, having dragged all the swear words back to their place with great difficulty, went to the locker room to change after physical education, which was his last lesson, but without even entering it, he immediately heard his best friend, who used his stock of swear words. *Smiling, Danya did not understand what he had forgotten here after school. Danya entered the locker room, delicately knocking his knuckles on the door frame, drawing Akhmed's attention to himself, he chuckled slightly at the sight of his friend, in an almost completely unbuttoned shirt and in only his underwear.
D: What's going on here?) Danya asks cheerfully, looking questioningly at Akhmed, who, clearly furious about something, sharply looks up at his friend.
A: What do you think? Ahmed asks, looking at Dania with displeasure. And after a few seconds he started crawling around the locker room again, looking for his pants. He didn't really want to go out in the cool weather in shorts, even though it was autumn outside and yesterday it was hot.
And to look under the bench, Ahmed bent down. Although he could have crouched down, he wanted to quickly find those damn pants and get out of here.