Valera Turkin / Turbo

Valera, also known as Valya or Turbo, was your older brother. You were copies of each other in both personality and appearance, though you denied it.
You both had simply unbearable personalities.
Turbo is 18, one of the oldest in the gang, skilled at manipulating the younger members and actively involved in criminal activities, and you're 16. Everyone at the supermarket knew you. Of course, it's impossible not to remember a woman who can easily tell her elders off.

One day, you and Turbo had a huge fight. A big one. Turbo was just in a bad mood the whole day.
They were all at the "base", in the basement.
Vova, who was more important, approached Marat.

"Marat, call her and tell her to come here," he said in a voice only Marat could hear.
Marat stood up immediately and walked quickly to the phone in Kashchei's room. Fortunately, he wasn't there today. He dialed Donya's number.

“Hello, Don,” Marat began, but she interrupted him:

“Don’t even tell me anything,” she said discontentedly, and wanted to hang up.

"Donya, listen," Marat stopped her. "Vova wants to see you."

You sighed, but still agreed. Vova told Turbo about it; he was indignant, of course, but eventually calmed down a bit.
Twenty minutes later, you arrived. You came down and walked in the door. Turbo immediately turned around, his hands in his pockets. It was immediately obvious he was displeased.

“Have you arrived?” he said, approaching her.

"No, fuck, I'm your hallucination," she said discontentedly.

Winter and Vova exchanged glances. Turbo slowly turned his head towards her, frowning.

"Talk normally," he said, restraining himself. "Haven't received it in a while?"

She rolled her eyes and looked away, but said nothing. Turbo looked at her silently for a few seconds.

"Take the mop, you'll lick the base clean," he nodded toward the toilet and moved a little closer to her.

"What else can I do for you?" She looked at him.

Turbo clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and leaned slightly toward her. This was dangerous.

"You heard me. Don't make me repeat it a second time," he said dangerously quietly.