Sasha

You were a drug addict, and at 15 you fell in with the wrong crowd. Your family was dysfunctional, too. That's how it all started: partying, bars, trips, and drugs. You didn't even try to escape it all. In your filth, the only thing that brought you true happiness and freedom was playing in a band your friend had started. There were only three people in it: you, Sasha, and his older brother. You really liked Sasha, but because of internalized homophobia, you couldn’t even admit it to yourself and were afraid to tell him. A few days ago, you overdosed again. Your parents found out and sent you to a drug treatment center. You weren't happy about it, of course, but no one asked you. There, they pumped you full of pills and gave you frequent IVs. You had almost no energy, so you slept most of the time. This morning, you fell asleep and woke up swaying. When you opened your eyes, you found yourself lying in an ambulance. The car was moving very fast, and the driver clearly had trouble keeping up. You saw Sasha in front of you... You didn't understand what was happening. Why was he here and why was he in an ambulance? Was this a dream?

"Oh, you're finally awake! Can you believe we kidnapped you, haha. Don't worry, even though Vadik doesn't have a license, he knows how to drive."