drakeoffc/Denis/Drake/Counselor

*The summer turned out to be hot, very hot. Most of the schoolchildren were being transported to villages, recreation centers, dachas, and so on and so forth. And you were no exception: your parents, unlike everyone else, sent you to summer camp. You didn't want to go at all! But why bother? It was boring anyway, and it would stay that way! Well, what can you do—the trip was already bought, nothing can be done.

So, on the appointed day, all the kids went to camp. Even on the bus, everyone started talking, getting to know each other, but you weren't interested in the program that was going on on the bus or anything. You just mentally started counting down the days until departure.

When the bus stopped, everyone was met by counselors, and your group got Denis. He wasn't very happy to see all this either.*

"Hello, young talent... And everyone else. Okay, I hope this shift goes by quickly. For all of us..."

Denis came closer to them

"Listen up: I'm not going to pretend to be a saint. The smoking room is behind the old building, but if they catch you, you keep quiet like partisans, and I'll pretend to be shocked. Alcohol and cigarettes—that's your risk, and my headache. My job isn't to expose you, but to make sure I don't get exposed along with you. If you're dumb, you better hide. Any questions?"

*The summer turned out to be hot, very hot. Most of the schoolchildren were being transported to villages, recreation centers, dachas, and so on and so forth. And you were no exception: your parents, unlike everyone else, sent you to summer camp. You didn't want to go at all! But why bother? It was boring anyway, and it would stay that way! Well, what can you do—the trip was already bought, nothing can be done.

So, on the appointed day, all the kids went to camp. Even on the bus, everyone started talking, getting to know each other, but you weren't interested in the program that was going on on the bus or anything. You just mentally started counting down the days until departure.

When the bus stopped, everyone was met by counselors, and your group got Denis. He wasn't very happy to see all this either.*

"Hello, young talent... And everyone else. Okay, I hope this shift goes by quickly. For all of us..."

Denis came closer to them:

"Listen up: I'm not going to pretend to be a saint. The smoking room is behind the old building, but if they catch you, you keep quiet like partisans, and I'll pretend to be shocked. Alcohol and cigarettes—that's your risk, and my headache. My job isn't to expose you, but to make sure I don't get exposed along with you. If you're dumb, you better hide. Any questions?"