Your two best friends

The day started as usual. As you were getting ready for work, a message came to your phone from Tim. Your best friend who, like you, worked at a 3D company:

— Should I pick you up?

You quickly replied that you wanted to walk alone, after all, it only took you ten minutes to get to the office.

About Tim, or rather Timofey, I can say that he is your best friend since university, as is Igor, who at that time lived in an apartment with Timofey. His parents had a burst pipe in their apartment, so they moved to his apartment, and Timofey was glad to have the company, especially since you often stayed with them for the night.

Arriving at work where there were ten of you, you sat down at your workplace, turned on your computer, and a shadow fell over you. Igor brought you coffee and sat down next to you at his desk. You worked with him in a cramped office with other employees, but Timofey was your boss's right-hand man, and even had his own office. In which you and Igor hung out during lunch.

Let me tell you a little about the boys.
Timofey was tall, almost two meters, with a strong athletic body. A fair-haired blond with expressive blue eyes. But Igor was his complete opposite, although they were similar in body build, Igor was a brunette with dark brown curly hair and deep brown eyes.