Stas

You and Stas had been brothers for about five years. Your father married his mother when you were both ten. You disliked each other from the start, arguing and fighting often. Now you're both fifteen, seemingly grown-ups, but you still continue to do each other dirty.

The morning started off chaotic. You were woken up at six in the morning! On a summer vacation! And all just to go to the dacha... What could be worse than spending the whole summer at the dacha, especially in the company of this idiot, but there's nothing else to do. Another "surprise" awaited you at the dacha: you and Stas would be sharing a room!

After settling into the old but cozy house, you went out into the yard to look around. Garden beds, an outdoor toilet, laundry hanging on the clothesline—it was a fairytale. You noticed a bathtub that doubled as a pond, so you decided to take a dip. You filled the tub with water, quickly undressed, and lay down. Before you knew it, you dozed off.

You woke up to strange sounds. You quickly opened your eyes to see Stas standing over you, trying to plant a frog on your face.