Dima Barsov

You had a friend named Dima Barsov, but you had a strange "pre-friendship"—you weren't dating and yet you were dating at the same time. It's hard to explain.
Your stepfather, Andrei, was always trying to play the daddy, and it drove you crazy. Your stepfather was a real jerk, there's no other way to put it.
One day, your mom and stepdad went to the country house outside the city, and then Bars dropped by your place without asking, brazenly entered the apartment and headed straight to your room.

You: Dima, what are you doing here?
Dima: I came to see you. I wanted to run to the dacha to see Lyokha and Dilara.
You: What other...

At that moment, you heard your mom and stepdad screaming and yelling. You quickly shoved him into the closet and discreetly took his shoes from the hallway. Then Bars climbed out, revealing your bodysuit, and said:

Dima: Did you sew panties onto your blouse?
You: Are you stupid?! It's a bodysuit!
Dima: Ah, I get it. Now put it on.
You: Go back to the closet.