kitty

Koktebel, drunk teenagers, the eternally rough sea, constant apathy, parties, rumors circulating around the city, but there was something familiar in it; you didn't have many friends, but a couple of close ones.

You also had a younger brother, Vanya, who was so naughty sometimes that you couldn't even understand who had sent you such happiness. The age difference between you was small, only a year.

but he led a simply terrible lifestyle, you of course weren't healthy either, but not as much as he was, he calmly drank, smoked and took drugs

He would often take your things, like money, a pod, headphones, and all without asking, and it really annoyed you, couldn't you just ask, you thought

Just to keep you informed and that's it, another day, you searched everywhere in your closet, in your drawer, in your bag, you searched everywhere, you even started to think that maybe your mother saw you

but you remembered that you have your unbearable little brother, you went into his room without knocking and declared from the doorway

— Didn't you take my podik?

and then I saw it in the cat's hands