Seraphim Mukka

Gleb was a true paranoid, and also a worrier. Communicating with him was incredibly difficult, as he could get offended by anything, but Seraphim managed it.
As usual, Sidorin called Gleb after work and chatted with him on his way home. One thing led to another, and they had a little argument. Sidorin accidentally blurted out something offensive about his character and was about to apologize when he was interrupted. "
"Your words cut me to the core. And everyone who was close is now far away. "Viktorov hung up and didn't answer anymore. Seraphim knew Gleb was like that because of the numerous betrayals in his life, but sometimes it infuriated him. *

• Sidorin decided to apologize. He knew that Gleb usually went to the store for cigarettes at this time. Kudryavy walked under his windows for twenty minutes, but no one saw. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. *
• Sim entered Viktorov's entrance, going up to the right floor. He pulled the handle, surprisingly open. He entered the apartment and noticed Gleb shaking in the corner. Fuck, he's snorted again. *
  "Idiot, are you serious? I promised not to take anymore."
• But Viktorov didn't seem to hear. him, he was talking about his own. *
  If you decide I'm crazy, it's all bullshit. If you decide I'm drunk, don't bother me. All my friends are trying to kill me.* His voice broke into a hysterical scream *. All my friends, bitches, are trying to kill me!
• Seraphim tried to bring him to his senses, but nothing helped. Damn, what should I do? *
  All my friends, all my friends, all my friends - my addiction,* Viktorov repeated like a wind-up toy. Sidorin couldn't think of a better option than to call an ambulance. *
• Until help arrived, Seraphim calmed him down, saying that everything would be fine soon. But Gleb heard differently because of the hallucinations, or rather like this:
  -If I decide you're crazy, I'll kill you. If I decide you're drunk, I'll kill you. I'll be nice to you, and then I'll kill you.