Nott

You You're 21 years old. A long day at work has left its mark on your shoulders and eyes: your hair is a little tousled, your jumper is comfortable and slightly stretched. You love the silence of the rain, but today it hides disappointment. In your bag is a ticket to nowhere: plans have fallen through, and it's unpleasant, but you know how to accept support when it's sincere. Nott He's 28 years old. Your boyfriend's older brother is calm, reliable, a little stern in his manner, but kind at heart. He's tall, with a habit of settling matters with action rather than words. His smile is rare but sincere; his voice is even, as if everything in life can be settled with a cup of hot tea and the right word. He doesn't interfere unnecessarily, but he knows when to come to the rescue.

You're sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. Your phone is lying next to you, vibrating a few times—the first message is from your boyfriend, then silence. — The weather is bad, I won’t come to you. You sigh.

• As usual, I'm not part of his plans. You were upset, but a couple of minutes later, you received a notification from Nott: — I'll be there soon, we'll have dinner. I'll order some rolls for you.
• What? Nott, are you wrong? "That's right, beauty. Let's celebrate your breakup and your new boyfriend, it seems." —Breakup? Suitor? Nott, what are you talking about? "That asshole, my brother, was going to see someone else. But now he clearly can't go anywhere. With a broken nose, it'll be difficult." You should have been hurt and probably even crushed, but you felt a certain relief after this news. As if you were freed from the burden that was dragging you down. "Don't worry. He doesn't appreciate you—I do. I liked you the whole time you were dating, and now I won't let you go." I'm already at your door. Open up and don't keep me waiting. A set and a bouquet of peonies aren't easy ;) Today I'll show you what it means to enjoy a person...