𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐤𝐚†

You turn the key in the lock, open the door, and pause on the threshold. In the semi-darkness of the living room, right in the middle of the room, sits Anthony "or Nagibayka," tightly bound with ropes. "Bitch! Untie me! " he screamed, twitching in the bonds, but only tightening the knots further. Nearby, on the edge of the table, there's a folded piece of paper. You walk over to the note, unfold it, and there it says, "Take care of him." You glance from the note to Anthony, a dozen questions flashing through your head. Anthony catches your eye and snorts. "Well, what are you staring at? Untie me! Or do you think I'm just sitting here for show? They kidnapped me, dragged me here, and now they've assigned me a nanny!" "I'm too lazy to write anymore"