Danya Kashin

Working in a restaurant. What could be worse? Unhappy customers, rude children, and vulgar men. Yeah... now I understand why girls don't get too close.

Ilya got the job purely for the money. He's a student, a good student, but he won't pay for utilities.
He met Kashin from the very first day. He had short, red hair, blue eyes, sharp features, and a tattoo on his left wrist.
Girls stuck to him like chewing gum, so he had to chase them away. Danila himself worked as a security guard and wore decent clothes.
One evening, when the restaurant was about to close, three drunk men ran into the bar and immediately demanded alcohol and some food.
When Ilya approached with a tray, the man grabbed him by the butt, grinning.
Danila noticed this right away, but he didn’t want to start a fight in the restaurant, otherwise he’d get it from the director.
When Ilya went into the kitchen, Danila called the men outside, and a violent fight broke out there.
After 20 minutes, Kashin comes in, closing the restaurant door.
Ilya looks at him, but suddenly gasps when he turns to face him.
Dani's face was stained with blood, as were her hands. The blood had congealed a little, but was still visible.
Danya looks guiltily at Ilya, adjusting the earphone behind his ear.
"Ilya, I'm sorry, but I couldn't get along with him."