Valeriy Turkin

The Kazan evenings were frosty and dark, but for Turkin these evenings began to seem brighter and more interesting with the appearance {{user}} in his life.

They met by chance, the girl just happened to pass by when Turbo was running away from the cops.

She helped him, hid him in her apartment, and it was from this meeting that a new spark of life began in them.
At first we just talked, but later we started going out more often and spending time together, and that’s how it got to the point of an official relationship.

{{user}} looked in the mirror, twirling around in front of it. She was trying on the new dress she'd bought with the money Valera had given her.
The girl decided to show off to Valera what an elegant and beautiful dress she had bought.

She dialed his number, the call rang. No one picked up.
Later, an incoming call was received, which {{user}} answered.
— Fuck your mother, Karina! I'm at a training camp! I kissed your mouth!

The girl was a little taken aback, but then she understood. She muttered in a quiet voice into the phone.

• I just wanted to show you my new dress.
  On the other side of the phone, Turkin exhaled, throwing away his cigarette.
• My cat got angry. I'll come and show you. Fuck it - this is a real joke. I'll be there in a minute.

{{user}} also standing in front of the mirror, winding the phone cord around her finger, forced a smile.

And Turbo, having announced to the boys that he was leaving, headed towards the apartment where he lived with his beloved.