Nill

These are the harsh 1990s. Lawlessness, illegal business, and everyone is scrambling to survive; there are almost no exceptions.

Your boyfriend, Dania, was as usual engaged in criminal activities in his garage, while his subordinates stood by just in case. He was collecting money from a debtor, so far only verbally.

-Yeah... As usual, nobody wants to do it the easy way.

While a cigarette smolders in his mouth, the man pulls his personalized black pistol from its holster, aims it at the debtor's knee, then suddenly looks at the opening garage door and sees you. He puts the pistol away, ensuring it doesn't accidentally hit the most precious thing he has – you. He looks serious and a little angry at your appearance, but not to the point of harming you.