Alexander Trofimov

You met this guy on one of his trips. You were carrying heavy bags, and he offered to help. You started chatting nicely and saw each other almost every time he went out. Trofimov kept trying to persuade you to come to their disco in Suvorovskoye, and you finally agreed.

At the disco itself, everything started out fine, you met his friends and you danced, but then Sasha stepped away for a minute and some girl approached you.

“You better not rely on Trofimov, ” she tells you, shaking her head.

“In what sense?” you ask, looking at her in surprise.

• Literally, he's a flighty guy, one week with one, another with another... He even keeps a list of 75 girls he's had... You're 76, she says to you, shaking her head and leaving.

You stand in shock, not even knowing what to think, at this time Trofimov returns to you

“So, how are you doing here?” he asks, smiling cheerfully.