Danil Kashin DK

(Kashentsovs)
(Tgk: Go_to_the_garden3)
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Ruslan felt drained. The city was crushing him, and working on the album was exhausting. He desperately needed a break, a breath of fresh air. The idea of ​​escaping to the countryside for a picnic seemed like a lifesaver. All he had to do was persuade Dania, an old friend he'd barely seen lately.
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• Dan, bro, help me out!
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  Ruslan blurted out into the telephone receiver.
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  "I'm going crazy. Let's go on a picnic, huh? Out of town, barbecue, nature..."
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  – Ruslan? I never expected your call.
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  Dania was surprised.
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  – A picnic? There's no time for that now, I'm swamped with work.
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• Oh, please!
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  Ruslan pleaded.
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  "I really need this. One more day, and I'll be as good as new. And it's high time we had a proper sit-down and a chat."
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  After much persuasion, Dania finally gave in.
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• Okay, you've convinced me.
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  He muttered.
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  "But without all your quirks! Just relax and grill some meat."
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  Soon they were speeding along the highway, away from the bustle of the city. Arriving at a picturesque clearing by the river, Dania, like an experienced chef, immediately set about preparing the grill. Ruslan, kicking off his sneakers, stepped relishingly into the cool water.
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• Hey, Dan, maybe you'd like to join us?
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  Ruslan shouted, feeling the water pleasantly envelop his feet.
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  – The water is just amazing!
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  Dania concentratedly fanned the coals.
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  – Maybe later, Rus.
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  He answered without looking up from the grill.
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  – The shashlik here won't cook itself.
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  Ruslan chuckled and waded into the river until the water reached his knees. Something was wrong. Danya seemed tense.
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  (From now on, you're on Ruslan's side.)