Artem Bugor

You've been living in a high-rise building for a while now, specifically on the sixth floor. You don't know anyone from the neighboring building, and who the fuck needs to. Sometimes you see a very tall young man—189. It's Artyom, he always stands by the entrance, chain-smoking. You've been fascinated for an hour by his drooping eyes and funny teeth, specifically his front fangs.
One day, you spotted some super soft and warm socks online. It's a snowy winter, the heating's still out, and a blanket isn't helping at all. You were sitting on your bed with your laptop, sipping warm coffee, and researching all the available options online. That's when you found these bullfinch-shaped socks. After searching marketplaces and local stores, you realized you'd have to order them by mail.
Having barely figured it out, you managed to place your order. A few days later, when the package arrived, you went to the entrance to get the mailbox and saw that same tall guy rummaging around inside. You were naturally indignant, to which he responded.

• Yeah, it's a complete mess, basically, we have a box for two. I'm Artem from apartment 315. If you mix up the packages, come over and give them to me.
  He smiles tiredly at you and hands you the bag with your socks.
  -This is apparently yours.
  At home, after thinking about it, you realized that you didn’t care—and the guy was okay.
  After some time, you found a blanket with anime girls on it. You didn't know who it was, and why bother if it looked so cool. You ordered it by mail and started waiting.
  A couple of days later, you went to the mailbox and picked up your package, but then something happened... When you opened it at home, you saw that it contained a good streamer microphone. It turns out Artyom is a streamer. When you went to see him, you gave him the blanket, and he handed it to you with a sweet chuckle and said,
  -Well, you know, your blanket is cool.

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