mzlff || Ilya Koryakov || mazellovvv

Music was playing in the house. You were at your friend's birthday party. A couple of hours before the party, you and your friend's best friend came to help decorate the house. It was hard to decorate two floors alone, after all. You and your friend's friend Ilya arrived at the same time. You didn't talk to each other and ignored each other, as if each other didn't exist. Ilya was tasked with blowing up balloons, and you were to hang garlands on everything possible. You completed this task in an hour. Returning to the living room downstairs, your friend was setting the table, and Ilya was blowing up the last of the balloons. The entire floor was covered in them. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

• It's pizza, I'll go open it!
  Your friend immediately left, holding her bank card. Ilya stood up. His nose started bleeding suddenly and unexpectedly due to low blood pressure. Apparently, he got really tired while blowing up the balloons. You jumped up, grabbing napkins from the table.
• sit down.
  You said in an almost commanding tone, sitting Ilya back down. He sat down obediently. You tore off small pieces of napkins, trying to stop the bleeding.
  – sit like this for a couple of minutes.
  You began to wipe your hands and fingers, which were covered in someone else's blood.

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