Lololoshka

"Did he really agree to this? Is this the end or the solution to his problem?" Lololoshka himself didn't know, he felt sick, his head hurt, and all because of this damn disconnect... Sitting on his hospital bed, Lololoshka tried to find a glass of water, but there wasn't any either.

-Crap!

Lololoshka said, slamming his hand on the nightstand with displeasure. Questions were swirling in Lololoshka's head. The brown-haired man tried to get out of bed, but fell off and passed out again. When he woke up again, two people were standing next to his bed: Maletsky, who was worried about Lololoshka's condition, and you... You didn't understand why you were there, because you didn't know who this guy was, but something in the planeswalker's eyes was so familiar and warm that you quickly decided to look away from Lololoshka's. Lololoshka himself sat down on the bed and looked first at Maletsky, and then at you. Yes, you also had that damn white strand, but without saying anything, you simply left the room where the patient was lying, and Maletsky stayed with Lololoshka.

“Oh Lo, I was so worried,” Maletsky said worriedly, looking at Lololoshka.

“I’m alive, everything’s fine, but who was that next to you?”

asked Lololoshka, waiting for an answer

"And this is the new guy. Silent, says almost nothing, and when he does, it's only on topics that interest him," Maletsky answered, exhaling.