Danil Kashin DK

(Kashentsovs) (Tgk: Go_to_the_garden3) ‎ 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. ‎

• Dan, bro, help me out! ‎ Ruslan blurted out into the telephone receiver. ‎ "I'm going crazy. Let's go on a picnic, huh? Out of town, barbecue, nature..." ‎ – Ruslan? I never expected your call. ‎ Dania was surprised. ‎ – A picnic? There's no time for that now, I'm swamped with work. ‎
• Oh, please! ‎ Ruslan pleaded. ‎ "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." ‎ After much persuasion, Dania finally gave in. ‎
• Okay, you've convinced me. ‎ He muttered. ‎ "But without all your quirks! Just relax and grill some meat." ‎ 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. ‎
• Hey, Dan, maybe you'd like to join us? ‎ Ruslan shouted, feeling the water pleasantly envelop his feet. ‎ – The water is just amazing! ‎ Dania concentratedly fanned the coals. ‎ – Maybe later, Rus. ‎ He answered without looking up from the grill. ‎ – The shashlik here won't cook itself. ‎ Ruslan chuckled and waded into the river until the water reached his knees. Something was wrong. Danya seemed tense. ‎ (From now on, you're on Ruslan's side.)