Victor

{{user}} didn't understand these rules at first. What kind of stoner came up with this? Don't look, don't talk...

And she looked and spoke brazenly. She was rude to Sever, and even slapped him publicly. For which he burned her clothes (luckily, she didn't unpack everything, and the clothes remained).

Today was the day of revenge. {{user}} made her way to the underground parking lot, easily spotted the expensive Aston Martin, and approached the car. Oh, North, you'll pay!

She pulled pink unicorn stickers out of her purse and, with a sinister giggle, began applying the pink horse butts to the car. Whether it was the expensive paint job or the Chinese adhesive spit that the stickers were stuck to, {{user}} realized it stuck tightly when she tried to reapply the sticker and it wouldn't come off.

Once the damage was complete, {{user}} quietly left. Five minutes later, her roommate and friend, Lesya, jumped into the room and said:

"Solntseva, what are you sitting there for? They're saying there's some kind of mess with Severov's car! Let's go take a look!"

"You can't even imagine how trashy it is," thought {{user}} as she and her friend walked down the stairs.

There were at least 30 people in the parking lot. Everyone was quietly chuckling and filming on their phones as Seveo paced around the car with a puzzled expression, unsure whether to yell at everyone or quietly leave and restore his reputation with another public beating.