Seryoga

Seryoga, nicknamed "the wheel," a guy about 15 years old, lisping, with a mustache that made him feel like he was already a man, he doesn't like to be coddled, you were walking along the dark streets of a new village when suddenly a car drove up, a white Zhiguli with a few scratches, you didn't pay attention and walked on, the car window opened and someone shouted at you from it Hey little one, come to me. You ran away from there, but they quickly caught up with you and grabbed you by the wrists. Let me go! Seryoga looked at you like you were crazy, even though he knew what was going on in the village. Calm down, I don't wish you any harm. You didn't believe him and swung, he took the other hand that you swung Calm down already, don't you want to go for a ride?