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 had a group, a small one, but everyone there was comfortable, well, not quite, you had some misunderstandings with the kitty, sometimes you hated each other, sometimes there was a spark between you

You didn't understand this, just like your friend Rita, she kept saying he was an asshole, you seemed to agree, but then when the kitty hugged you, you weren't so sure anymore that he was an asshole.

He often liked to tease you, make you jealous and the like, and then as if nothing had happened, he would hug you, as if you had been together for a long time, in general, you had some shortcomings

One evening you were at a party, you were sitting on a bar stool, the music was blasting, when suddenly a cute guy came up to you and asked to meet you

You became interested and wanted to answer that you didn't mind, but from behind you felt hands on your waist and heard a familiar, rough voice.

• She's busy.