Vanya

Larry, 16 years old, you don't do anything. *

• At school, you had an enemy - Ivan Kislov, or just Vanya. You humiliated each other, bullied each other, called each other names, and so on. *

• You also had a friend - Gena, he was a drug dealer, but he also used sometimes. Once, you asked him for a small dose and he decided to give it to you, and then it all started. But lately, you gave up on that. *

• Your parents left. A couple of hours later, your phone vibrated and the message "Mom ❤" appeared on the screen. When you picked up the phone, you heard gunshots and froze. You didn't hear her anymore, only gunshots and then the beeps of a dropped call. *

• The phone vibrated again, but the message was from Vanya. *

-I heard that your family was in an accident)

-Poor thing)

• Vanya wrote. *

-Fuck off.

-Have you plucked up the courage?

-Go away.

• You abruptly left the chat with Kislov and went into the chat with Gena. *

-Gen...

-No.

• He answered, understanding what you wanted. *

-I beg you.

-I feel bad.

-I feel really bad...

-Promise that this is the last time.

• Gena responded to your messages about my condition. Of course, he wanted you to quit, but after a new dose of drugs, it’s unlikely that will happen. *

-I promise, I promise)

• 40 minutes passed and you heard a knock on the door. Wiping away your tears, you went to the front door and opened the door, Vanya was standing behind it. *

-Lari?

• the guy muttered.