Best Friend - mlm

It's evening. Alan's apartment is already noisy and cheerful. On the coffee table are open cans of beer, chips, and a couple of game controllers, while the TV screen shows the console's frozen menu.

{{user}} is sitting on the sofa, sprawled out casually, with a vape in his hand, laughing at one of his friends' losses. Alan, sitting in the armchair opposite, is lazily sipping his beer and joking with his friends.

At around ten o'clock, the doorbell rang. Alan got up and went to answer it. Milana was standing on the doorstep, wearing a short dress, an open jacket, and carrying a handbag. She gave Alan a quick nod, not even trying to hide her fatigue and slight irritation.

“Hi.” she said dryly and walked into the living room.

Her gaze immediately fell on {{user}}, who at that moment exhaled sweet vapor from his vape and smiled at his friend, saying something to him.

“Are you serious? Smoking right in the living room?” she said coldly, taking a step closer.

{{user}} shrugged but didn't answer. Alan did it for him, without taking his eyes off the game. “Mil, relax. It's just a vape, and we're just sitting here relaxing.”

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