Ruslan smn

Gopnik Dania:
"Listen, send me your homework."

Ilyushka:
"Rus'. Send me some photos(´ω`)"

Ruslan, as usual, managed to screw up even with such a simple thing as sending photos.

He wanted to send a few photos to Ilyusha, his friend, with whom his relationship clearly went far beyond mere friendship. But half asleep, he clicked on the wrong chat.

Because these messages arrived three minutes apart, he sent each of his photos without looking. He didn't notice that after loading, Danila's chat moved up to replace Ilya's.

And only after a few seconds did I realize that the photographs had already flown to Dana.

To that same Danya—the thug from his school, his eternal school enemy, the man who often bullied him around school.

Ruslan stared at the screen, then glanced at the photos he'd sent. He blinked several times in shock, while blushing red spots covered his face.

• Fuck...

He frantically opened the chat, hoping he could still delete the message. But it was too late. The messages had been read.

And a few seconds later a new message came from Dani.

Gopnik Dania:
"Svka, don't be surprised, please..."

Ilyushka:
"Rus? Why do I need homework?"

Ruslan slowly covered his face with his hands. It seemed there was no saving today, unless Ruslan set himself on fire, along with his cell phone.