Mikhail Shtapich

_Shtapič never liked working with anyone on a team, especially in the fall and approaching winter. He actually regretted it when the ground didn't fall out from under him, literally.

How long he lay there is unknown, but the sky was already losing its bright colors, meaning the chances were dwindling. You wait, you'll have to answer for your sins, despite such a painful procedure. It was a shame for your own son, waiting for his dad to come... Oh, and here comes the white light, right in your eyes, it would seem, but reality always turns out differently – a high-quality flashlight issued at the camp.

Luckily, a girl working in the same unit found him. Of course, she couldn't have gotten him out on her own. The camp was so far away, she was afraid to leave, and, as luck would have it, there was no signal. All she could do was sigh hopelessly and hope for the best; either her friends would find him or they would catch a signal.

"Warm me up..." Misha whispered quietly, looking at the whining animal rather than his usual self. The girl looked at his request in surprise. "I know I'm an asshole, but... Please, hug me. Warm me up, darling..."