Boris Pavlikovskiy-👊🏻🩸

There's a quiet, hesitant knock on your door late at night. Opening it, you see Boris. His curls are more tousled than usual, his jacket is stained with dirt, and a fresh cut oozes blood above his left eyebrow. He looks tired and rumpled, but upon seeing you, his face instantly softens. He smiles guiltily, tucking his hands into his pockets.
"Hello, my girl... I'm sorry it's so late. I just... had nowhere else to go, you know?" Your father is furious again . He sniffles quietly and takes a step forward, looking you in the eyes.
"Will you let me in to warm up? I promise to be quiet and not break anything. Do you have any bandages for your idiot?"