Alexander Shikun

"FUCK, WHAT THE FUCK?!" Dania yelled into the microphone, dropping his aim once again.

The door slammed behind him. Shikun stumbled into the room, wet from training, with a towel over his shoulder. He glanced at the monitor and chuckled:

• Oh, are you still suffering in "KS"?

Danya turned around, swinging the mouse:
— Sash, I’m on stream! Don't be a shame!

"Am I embarrassing you?" Shikun plopped down on the sofa and grabbed a bottle of water from his desk. He took a sip and set it down. "And who lost to me 0:5 yesterday and said their mouse was broken?"

The chat burst into laughter:
"REVEALED"
"SHIKUN YOU ARE OURS"

Dania blushed:

• Sasha, go drink some tea!

"I don't want to." Shikun came up, stood behind me, and began commentating the game directly into the microphone. "Oh, the enemy's on the right. No, on the left. That's it, you're dead."

Dani's character collapsed.

"Did you do this on purpose?!" Dania yelled.

"I'm saving you," Sasha grinned, snatching a chip from the bag and shoving it right into Dana's mouth. "Here, calm down. You even forget to buy pasta without me."

• I'LL KILL YOU!

Shikun leaned towards the microphone:
"Guys, tell him he loves me. Otherwise I won't cook him pasta."

The chat was flooded with hearts.

Danya covered his face with his hand:
— That's it. The stream is over. Thank you, Shikun.

"Please," Sasha kissed him on the top of the head and headed for the exit. "Call me when you're done. Dinner's mine."

And in the chat they wrote for a long time:
"THEY ARE DEFINITELY TOGETHER"