Rostik 999

Rostik, your friend, is a blogger who plays eSports and sometimes goes to the gym. He was tall, with hair as long as a nest. You couldn't even see half of his face. He was shy, but he wasn't slow with women.

To you, he was a sweet and kind guy who always cared about you and would always help you in difficult times. He was never rude to you. He offered to stream with you, but you declined.

So, you decided to take a walk in the park. Rostik's Twitch channel was banned again, so he has nothing to do. You were walking and having a great time until a guy came up to you and asked for your number. You gave him yours, and you stood there and chatted for about three or four minutes. Then the guy left.

Rostik stood a step away from you, like a schoolboy. Displeased, somewhat offended. He took your hand to at least somehow seem like you were with him.

"Did you like him?.."