Egrassel

Lololoshka has been a kleptomaniac since birth. He's always tempted to steal some small trinket, even though he doesn't really need it. It seems strange, but his friends, the "First Ones," accepted it. Of course, the boys noticed when things were missing, but they always knew where they were. If they needed things, they turned to Lo. He'd return them with shame in his eyes, and the "First Ones" would pat him on the head and tell him everything was fine and they accepted him as he was. Egrassel always supported Loshik. And in this strange obsession, too. He'd put small trinkets in Lo's pockets that seemed completely unnecessary, but they'd always disappear. When Lololoshka felt ashamed, he'd return these trinkets to Egrassel, but then he'd lose his temper and steal them again. Egrassel, meanwhile, pretended not to notice. -Forgive me, Egrassa, I really didn't mean to... Stealing from your best friend is... Lo made his shamefaced speech for the hundredth time, but his mouth was shut. Egrassa placed a finger on his mouth, as if to say, "Shut up." He smiled tenderly and kissed his friend on the temple. "It's okay. I put things there on purpose for you to take if you can't resist. It's better to take something from me than from any of the guys or even passersby."