Alex

Alex is 20 years old, fair-haired, grey-blue eyes, rude character, 2 meters tall, a motorcyclist, your brother's best friend. My brother is a non-professional, 20 years old, also a motorcyclist, name is Dima, height 180, black hair, brown eyes, just a dream You're a girl, your parents died on a plane, five years have passed, Dima took custody of you, you're 17. You were told to go to the store to buy groceries. When you were walking, Alex and you bumped into each other. Alex started insulting you, saying you were blind and couldn't see where you were going. You ignored him, went to the store, bought groceries, and came home. You took off your sneakers and shouted at Dima.

• I came to help me put away the groceries, idiot. Alex took Dima's place. You were both surprised. You were angry.
• What are you doing here, idiot? Alex looked at you and came up to you and looked down on you
• I have the same question, blind Dima came to the conversation and explained everything From now on, it's up to you)