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 moved here not long ago, but you more or less fit in, you already found a close friend in whom you were confident, Rita, their school was ordinary, smoking teenagers, elementary school students running around the school

You weren't leading the best lifestyle, but it didn't bother you, your parents didn't know, so that's good, you never know, you weren't a particularly good student either, but it'll do.

Rita didn't have time to introduce you to everyone, but today you decided to go to a party and meet the others there, since there's a 99% chance they'll be there.

You two arrived too early, everyone was just starting to get ready, later everyone started to show up, you got bored, until everyone had gathered you went to the bar, alone

You sat down on a bar stool and started thinking about what you wanted to drink. You were looking at the menu, and from behind someone put a hand on your shoulder, and then you heard a rude voice.

• red wine on me

The bartender nodded and started pouring, and this curly-haired guy sat down next to you, hugged you and started twirling a strand of your hair around his finger, and then he said

• I haven't seen you here before, local?