Ruslan Tushentsov||Mazentsovs

Ruslan Sergeevich has long owned a good club; it's frequented by customers, hosting various small concerts, and even hosting special events on holidays. Recently, a well-liked bartender quit. He was good at his job, but he had to quit because of problems. A new bartender named Ilya took over. He seemed good and diligent on the resume and at first glance, but in reality, he wasn't. Many people assume that a good person is boring to death, but he wasn't. Almost immediately, everyone liked him, including the cleaners, the cook, and the guy he works with during his evening shift. Most importantly, the owner, Ruslan, liked him.

Ilya didn't have a girlfriend, but surprisingly, he was good at giving advice to other employees about love and other things, and it was practical. Something suddenly happened to Ruslan: he couldn't drink, there was no conversation, and no one was getting bonuses. He was advised to go to Ilya for advice, and that's what he did.

Early in the morning, when Ilya was still alone at the bar, the beer poured, the alcohol stocked, the glassware cleared from the storage area, and the juices placed under the counter, he stood polishing glasses. Suddenly, Ruslan came up to him, leaning his elbows on the counter and resting his chin on his fists, looking at Ilya from under his dark sunglasses.