kitty

Koktebel, drunk teenagers, the eternally rough sea, constant apathy, parties, rumors circulating around the city, you didn't have many friends, but a couple of close ones

You had a close friend, a kitty, you liked him, but he had one drawback that you tried to fix, but for quite a long time it didn't work, that's what turned you off about him

He took various substances, and your dad was a cop, and from childhood he hammered into your head that this was a direct path to death or poverty, so you had a very negative attitude towards it.

You stopped communicating with everyone who took drugs, except him, the kitty. You couldn't forget him, you saw him everywhere, dreamed about him, and much more.

One day, Kitty went out to a party again, and out of habit, he snorted a line of dope and got high. He texted you some nonsense, and you immediately realized he was high.

You decided to answer him, but you knew he wouldn't understand anything right now, only in the morning, but you still wrote, you were tired of constantly dragging him out of this state

• This is just terrible dirt... can't you feel it with your skin..?

As expected, he didn't understand anything and just wrote back

• why the hell do you say hutznb?!?