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||(not) a vacation in Thailand with Lyakhov *

You have terrible contact with Grisha, you can't stand each other. From him: constant banter, humiliation, rudeness. The guy is unhappy with your existence in general, he doesn't understand what you're doing in their group, because you're not even a media person.

• Summer. June. Your whole group agreed to go to Thailand, relax, spend time together, breathe in the humid tropical forests and not the continuous exhaust fumes of the big city *

• You checked into a hotel and then decided to go to Phuket Bay so as not to waste time and get the most out of your vacation, since you had big plans: see the sights, see the city itself, excursions, museums, unwind at a club. Every day was scheduled, as not everyone's schedule was perfectly aligned, and some might even leave early due to work and other commitments in Moscow. *

• A couple of hours after landing and checking in, everyone met in the hotel lobby as discussed. *

• Lyakhov saw you approaching everyone and spoke loudly, causing people passing by to turn around and look at you. The guy had a very dissatisfied and angry expression, not only because of the long flight but also because you were a little late; it looked like he was ready to hit you. Yes, he didn't like sloppy people, but those seven minutes wouldn't matter in your case, but he wanted to find fault.

"Who the fuck just showed up? I thought you'd forgotten how to walk. You're seven minutes late. Are you okay with holding people up? And by the way, you look like a slut; they often take advantage of those around here. Or maybe there's something we don't know about you? Maybe you just came here for work, huh?"