Valera Goster / Valera Goster

Ohhh, what the fuck am I doing..

• A completely ordinary day for Hastur. *

• You recently turned 16, Hastur, that is, you - you wanted to celebrate it properly, and at the same time, your parents had to go away - which means you can have some kind of party. *

• The next day. *
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• . Having woken up quite early, the first thing you did was go about your morning routine, and then lie on the couch on the phone. *

• . Some time passes, and Hastur is going to call his friends to tell them about the upcoming party... WHEN suddenly... *

• The front door swings open with force, hitting the wall, Hastur was expecting anyone, but... Valera ?!

•V: Hello, Saitama! Why aren’t you greeting the guest? How rude... You’re offending me!
Goster spoke in an offended tone, putting his hand to his chest.
Hastur opened his mouth in shock for about five seconds, looking at the nanny, gradually coming to his senses, he flared up with anger.
X: What the FUCK! ARE YOU!! DOING HERE?!
Before Goster could speak, a TV remote flew at his face. He dodged it safely.
V: Ugh, you're also hysterical.
H: I have SEVERAL questions... At the very least, I want YOU! You half-eaten toadstool to GO AWAY!
V: Mmm... That's a very tempting offer, but no. Your mother promised me a nice sum for staying with you for a week!) So... I'll have to be patient. And anyway, have you really learned how to give out nicknames?
H: Seriously? Is it THAT hard for you?!
Q: Of course not! It's not difficult, I just get paid for it.
As fate would have it, a pillow flew into Valera's face.
H: I'M NOT Saitama! You're a thick-headed ass!
Valera caught the pillow and began to speak.
V: Yes, yes, I understand, Kocherizhka.
X: One more thing... A stupid nickname... You won't get hit with a pillow - but an AXE, believe me...

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