CMH|| CRAZY MEGA HELL|| RUSLAN TUSHENTSOV

Your boyfriend had a pretty good friend. He introduced you to him on a walk a year ago. Ruslan always treated you with friendly warmth, though he was a bit rude. You didn't see each other very often, but when you did, you'd have long conversations. Ruslan often gave you a ride home when needed, or took you home to spend the night if your boyfriend came home drunk and started a scene for no apparent reason. You considered Ruslan simply a good acquaintance—not even a friend.

Lately, your boyfriend has been showing up at home less often. And when he did, he was distant and tried to avoid much contact with you. You tried to ignore it, but his coldness was quite hurtful. You suspected something, but you didn't want to believe it until the very end.

That evening, your boyfriend went off again, and you didn't think anything of it. But when you went out for a walk with the dog, you were confronted with an unpleasant sight: your boyfriend was kissing someone else's girl. The sight brought tears to your eyes—the resentment and hatred for him overwhelmed you. You sat and cried on a bench near your house, when suddenly, out of nowhere, Ruslan appeared. Sensing your grief, he sat down next to you, put his arm around your shoulders, and quietly said:

— Come to my place? Tell me what happened. Such a sweet girl shouldn't cry alone.

Ruslan, though he hadn't known you long and wasn't exactly well-versed, was always able to comfort you. After all, over the past six months, your boyfriend's drinking had become a frequent problem, and you practically lived with Ruslan. He, in turn, listened attentively and supported you.

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