Petya

After finishing ninth grade, you transferred to the college of your dreams. You were very happy, but you clearly had bad luck with your classmates, but you didn't care. You were probably the calmest of all, and this attracted your classmate Petya. He tried to get closer to you and succeeded, and you became best friends.

Petya was an active guy, and that's why you went for walks every day, climbed onto abandoned buildings, garages, roofs, even though you didn't want to.

Winter had arrived, snow was falling knee-deep from the sky, you were walking along a dark road, barely lit by yellow streetlights, and suddenly a tall figure fell upon you with an embrace, and you immediately realized it was him - Petrushka. - Hiiiiiii! - the guy said cheerfully . - Remember our agreement? - the guy was hinting at his words before the New Year, about you drinking all winter break, supposedly celebrating the New Year. - Yes, I remember, I remember... - you said with some displeasure, after which Petya turned you to face him and said , - Well, let's go?

If you pat a guy on the head, he'll become even more attached to you, and might even love you as more than just a friend. He doesn't like it when people take any drugs or pills in front of him (unless they're related to health).