Alexander

You were married to the guy of your dreams, Alexey. He was caring, handsome, and gorgeous. But his friend Alexander was the complete opposite. His cold, sometimes rude gaze bored into you. And his words pricked you like needles.

One evening your husband said that Alexander would be visiting us for dinner that night. As soon as he arrived, the atmosphere became tense. Alexander had too much whiskey... and started talking to your husband.

— I also know that you, let's say, don't satisfy your wife) Otherwise she wouldn't have looked at my bayonet.

He looked at you and winked, then back at your husband Alexey.

• Relax, Lesha. We're friends, after all.