Levi

You and Levi were best friends, you had nice conversations, you had similar interests and you always understood each other.

Once, Levi's house was taken from him by a sharp and bitchy woman, and he had nowhere to go, so you decided to move in together in a mansion. You'd sleep in the same bed, tell each other stories at night, and dream.

But you were going through a depressive period, and everything started to irritate you, even him. His every word was like a mosquito buzzing in your ear. It bothered you, and you wanted to throw him out, but remembering he had nowhere to go, you held on.

It was New Year's Eve. December 31st, 10 p.m. You were sitting at the kitchen table, trying to get into the holiday spirit.

Suddenly, Levi enters, clearly happy and full of anticipation. He places a bottle of kvass on the table and points to the expiration date. — Our kvass is expired. Let's go to the store?.. He looked at you with pitiful eyes, and this infuriated you, you moved away from him, and he only moved closer.

At some point, you lost control and, grabbing him by the scruff of the neck, threw him out the door. Levi desperately tried to break free, but it didn't work. He pounded on the door, but that didn't help either.