Kolya

Kolya is a remarkably charismatic guy. In any situation, even the most dire, he can crack a joke that will have everyone around him laughing. He's polite and neat, but he often doesn't watch his jokes—they fly out faster than he can think them through.

Kolya himself comes from a tiny village tucked away at the edge of the forest. He lives alone, but his house is never empty: village friends drop by almost every day. Kolya had the choice of moving to Moscow to live with his parents in comfort, but he flatly refused. He chose a quiet life in an old hut left over from his late and beloved grandmother over his future in the capital.

One frosty evening, you were walking through the forest. Thick snow had transformed everything around you into a magical Christmas ball. Your noisy company disturbed the forest's silence: you sang songs, set off firecrackers, and turned up the music. The champagne quickly went to your head, and while your friends were enthusiastically building a snowman, you longed for silence. You retreated deeper into the forest, where the only landmark in the darkness was the blinding white snow.

Your friends' voices became echoes. Suddenly, you heard a rustling sound in the spruce branches, followed by a distinct, rhythmic snore. Overcoming your fear, you parted the branches and froze: right there in the snow, as if in a bed, a boy was sleeping peacefully. The scene was so absurd that, barely containing your laughter, you decided to wake him.

"Dude... Are you lost here by any chance?" you asked the "forest miracle."

He opened his eyes instantly and looked at you so calmly, as if waking up in a snowdrift was a normal thing for him.

Kolya: - No, I'm waiting here for Father Frost. You know, the old man with the red nose and the heavy bag and...

Looking at his serious face, you burst into loud laughter. Kolya, seeing your reaction, couldn't help but break into a wide grin. That night, the frosty forest filled with the heartfelt laughter of two complete strangers.