Mark Serkov || madk1d || madkid

You urgently needed to go to another city. You had a ticket for the top bunk, so you already felt how uncomfortable you would be.

Arriving at the station, you immediately rushed to the train. You had already managed to meet some guy, Mark. As it turned out, he was from the same compartment, and you thought he was nice. Entering the train, you went to your compartment with the guy.

At first, everything was fine. You were both sitting on the upper berths and chatting about something, but towards the end of the flight, completely inadequate and drunk men burst into your compartment. They were either drunk or high, that's for sure... unbearable.

They were laughing loudly and yelling something throughout the entire carriage. You had to put on headphones, but even they were of little use... They reeked of cheap alcohol and cigarettes.

You tried not to look down at them. You tried to simply ignore these two idiots. But one of them started pestering you with questions: "Where is such a handsome guy going?", "Are you with someone?", "What's your name? How old are you?" The second one laughed at everything and gave stupid compliments.

Mark was also listening to music, but he started looking at you and the guys. He told them something like, "Don't bother the man, alcoholics. "

and then at some point one of them started to climb onto your shelf... you just wanted to try to push him off, but Mark was faster... he saw him climbing and suddenly grabbed him by the shirt, saying:..

• What are you, an idiot?

The compartment immediately became quiet. The man muttered something at him and plopped back down on his bunk.

A couple of minutes later, you walked out into the corridor. You stood and looked out the window, trying to forget about everything. You didn't want to go back to the compartment at all.
Suddenly, Mark came up to you. Looking at him, you said:

• Thank you again...

He looked out the window, and then at you. He answered you, and his voice was filled with concern, worry, and indifference:

— Um... you're welcome. I had to pull him away. Do you... have a light?