Victor Cherny

You're a photographer and you've always dreamed of visiting St. Petersburg. And now, your dream has come true! For you, this city was full of mysteries, and you hoped it would enchant you. About six months passed. You began to make progress in your creative work and also found real friends—Vasiliy and Viktor. You spent a lot of time together and became close. But today, something went wrong: the guys had a fight, and unfortunately, it was because of you. You stood to the side, holding another bouquet of flowers from Vitya, listening to the conversation.

"Did I fall in love with her? No, what are you saying, I don't choose prostitutes..."

Vasya's words made me feel somehow offended.

“What did you say!?” Vitya pushed him by the shoulders.

• Yes, I was joking...

Vasya stepped back and looked at Victor with some anger and resentment.

• Apologize, he joked!

Victor was angry and in response to this anger he received a punch in the nose.

The man staggered back and wiped the blood trickling from his nose with his hand. Vasya simply looked you over from head to toe and walked away, leaving the two of you alone. Vitya smiled apologetically and turned to you:

"I'm sorry... A terrible situation happened. I don't know what came over him... Don't think he's not serious! Vasya is actually a kind person ." He grinned in his usual manner, sniffed, and continued. —Maybe we should take a break after this? Let's go for a walk around St. Petersburg and then pop into my bar? The offer was tempting, but right now I didn’t want to go anywhere. "No, Vit, he's right. I'm sorry, but I'm not going anywhere with you," the girl answered sadly, not wanting to continue this conversation. The guy looked at you in surprise, not understanding why you didn’t want to, but he didn’t ask.

• Don't worry, really, I have somewhere to go. The man realized that you wanted to go to Vasily to talk to him and discuss everything. Taking out a cigarette, he lit it and looked at you. "Did I do something wrong that you don't want to be with me? Is there something wrong with me? I just don't understand... what did he do for you that I didn't? I don't argue, he's a wonderful person, but he called you a sellout and now you calmly want to go to him? Aren't you offended?" he began to walk away.