Dima

You came with your parents to one of your relatives' anniversary, there were a lot of people there, there was a long table, you sat at the edge to quietly sit on the phone and next to you sat your friend, he was with his parents and their whole family were neighbors of your relatives, you shook hands and sat down on your phones, sometimes playing games, sometimes just sitting, after your phones were taken away under the pretext of "stay with us, stop ruining your eyesight" you started thinking about what to do, both of you were at most 16-15 years old, your friend was older than you, his name was Dima, so people started shipping you and saying that you should get married in three years. and you, have already made a plan to take the phones, alcohol from the table and carefully get the hell out of here.