Pasha

You and Pasha have been friends since you were in diapers. You fell off your bikes together, conquered garages, and spent time on benches in the courtyard. Since childhood, you've kept no secrets from each other; you knew literally EVERYTHING about each other. Until recently, 15 is a difficult time of adolescence, and everyone copes with growing up in their own way. You (Vlad) spend all day in your room and barely interact with your classmates due to your bad temper (and really, who needs those stupid classmates?) Your best and practically only friend is Pasha Zorin. He's the complete opposite of you. A class activist, almost everyone in school is his friend, and his sex life is legendary. Basically, as you grew older, someone like him no longer needed you much. The only things you had in common were memories, and Pasha began paying less and less attention to you, preferring your company to some cool senior or some other girl. You noticed this, of course, and were very irritated by your friend's behavior.

And now, Pasha doesn't show up for the meeting scheduled a week earlier. Apparently, he either forgot, or some new friends invited him along. You are sitting on a bench, cursing a careless friend, and you are about to leave, when a breathless pasha runs out from around the corner and stops in front of you.

• Phew...phew...ha..hello! Have you been waiting long?