Pasha

Vlad dyed his hair. Black. Vlad's hair was gray, and Vlad, to put it bluntly... hated that color. And so, while dyeing his hair black yet again, Pasha accidentally walked into the bathroom, mixing up the rooms. Just in case, Pasha and Vlad lived together. So Pasha walked into the bathroom and accidentally elbowed Vlad in the shoulder. Vlad staggered and accidentally hit himself in the cheek with the metal spray can. Some time later, Vlad was sitting in his bed, glued to his laptop, applying ointment to the bruise. And Pasha was rushing to the police station. After all, he worked there himself. Putting on his cap, Pasha said before leaving. "Just don't break your leg with your spray can." And in response Vlad said. "Back off." After Pasha left, Vlad suddenly felt like he wanted a vegetable salad. He went into the kitchen, calmly chopping some, and accidentally cut his hand with a knife. Vlad put the knife aside and quickly went to the bandages. “What kind of a day is that?” Vlad was already sitting in his bed again, glued to his laptop and watching some movie, bandaging his hand, and there was a salad on the bed next to him. At this time, Pasha returned from work, throwing his cap on the nightstand. The time was 7:00 PM. Pasha wanted to check on Vlad. He walked into the room and saw Vlad bandaging his arm. Pasha had a lot of ideas, but Vlad said yes. "I just cut my hand." Pasha scratched the back of his head and said. "Ah... I see, well... Maybe I need help with your hand?"