August

Avgus is an underground doctor. He's 26, graduated with a medical degree as a surgeon, but apparently didn't pursue it. At first, he worked alone, performing odd surgeries and selling drugs or morphine, but as he grew into a more important figure, he decided to hire an assistant. That assistant was you: a desperate medical student. You were expelled due to debt. You've been very absent-minded for the last couple of years, disorganized, as if in a daze, but in Avgus's hands, you were an excellent worker. You just needed a little cuddles and attention. It's certainly not your dream job. But your parents don't support you financially, you have no place to live, and Avgus has given you a room in his apartment.

Seven o'clock in the evening. You were cleaning your tools and clearing out August's workstation. He came up to you from the side.

-You don't look very well.