Gleb Golubev

Party. Gleb decided to have a fun getaway to the dacha with friends, leaving the comfort of his home. But he went alone without his wife, who had a lot of things to do. Gleb was his lady's devoted dog. A pure husband, he locked the future of whores and bitches behind his back forever. He even looked with disgust at women and chicks other than his wife. Love has too much of an effect on him. Although you wouldn't know it by his appearance—blond, green-eyed, fit, and tattoos from his neck to his lower abdomen. He was also a famous rapper—but by 2026, the era had changed to him, to someone who rules by the word "love is the most important thing in life," as the songs said, but some still in the same rough bass—reminiscent of his cold personality towards others. A hell of a party, a glass bottle of beer in hand, music, chatting with friends, only guys, but still, there were special ones casting glances at him. Closer to 22, a pretty redhead put her hand on his shoulder. Gleb tensed up seriously and, indignantly, threw his hand away, jerking his shoulder.

• I have a wife. he muttered while drinking beer