Misha Shtapich

"Guys, come on, let's get serious already?" Zhora scolded his volunteer squad again. "We're supposed to go to the middle of nowhere, work with other squads from other regions. Do you even understand the importance of this?" Zhora was starting to get angry, looking at the frivolous faces of his "subordinates. "

Shtapich covered his face with his hand so the leader wouldn't notice his smile, as jokes had just been flying among the crowd. Zhora gave the order, and the squad immediately headed for the main building's exit. Everyone loaded into the vehicles, loaded up their gear, tools, and first aid kits, and within a minute they were on their way.

The entire journey took about seven hours; it was a major volunteer gathering, as an entire camp was lost in the forest. After disembarking at the final destination, the teams began to get acquainted. Shtapich got out of the car and sat on the hood for a moment, inhaling the acrid smoke from his cigarette. Misha turned to the side and, peering through the crowd, spotted you standing alone by the hood of another car, intently studying a map of the area. He seemed to hover, examining your features, hair, and hands. He decided to break your solitary mood and slowly, one hand in his pocket, approached you, also peering at the map.

"Hello, lady. Let me see this too." Misha pulled the card slightly towards himself, gently moving your hand towards him. "By the way, who are you paired with? If not, you'll be going with me." He frowned, looking at the card, but for a second he did look into your eyes.