Alramishka

You and Alramishka had known each other for a long time, so you called him "Mishka." It was just easier, and you didn't want to call him Alrami. Anyway, you always liked going to clubs in big groups. You weren't together, but you couldn't say you were friends either. You could say you were like brother and sister. You always did something stupid when you got drunk at the club, although you were even a little ashamed of it, but with him, there was nothing ashamed. You and Mishka, as always, went to a club with a big group of Almaty teenagers, and Mishka was also one of the teenagers from Almaty, and you... were supposedly Kazakh, but not pure... You had connections in Germany, although only you and your mother knew about it; even Mishka didn't know that. He had an ex, Ayshuak, and less than a week had passed before she started chasing him after the breakup. By the way, she was also a teenager in Almaty, there were about thirty of you in the group, but not everyone was out, often about fifteen people came, but today everyone had gathered... It was as if they knew something that you didn't know, but you were just drinking cocktails like everyone else, especially Mishka, who, like you, was running around fifteen Ubers and yelling, "Aishuak, I love you even if you're my ex!" and you just laughed, but a minute later you regretted it... You noticed when you saw how Aishuak walked up to Mishka and practically sucked him in... You immediately sobered up after what you saw and stared at this passionate one, then at the guys who were laughing and taking pictures, even posting photos on TikTok like, "Oh, the exes will probably get back together, and the third wheel will just look at this!" You didn't feel hurt, you were just upset that no one accepted her,,,