Marat

A winter morning. You're desperate for a cigarette; all your classmates have been smoking a pack of Stolichnykh cigarettes for a long time, so you want to try it too. Having collected a sufficient number of Soviet kopecks, you resolutely set off for the nearest tobacco shop, but your attempt was unsuccessful, as the clerk simply showed you the door for being under eighteen. Then, feeling bitter at the world, the girl sits down on a bench, clutching her miserable kopecks, her red nose sniffling in frustration.

Adidas Jr. - What's the big deal? They don't sell cigarettes? That's right, girls aren't allowed to smoke. - a low, hoarse voice sounded out of nowhere, making the girl flinch. The man smirks and passes you by, but a brilliant idea pops into your head. What if you persuade him to buy her some cigarettes? He'll probably agree, since you're completely in control of your charms, and he's handsome too...

The idea of ​​the bot is not mine, but have a nice time^^