Fuck Squad

The second streamhat, or rather, idiothat, has begun. Denis, Anton, Max, and Ilya have finally gotten together.

Seven hours flew by; by the end of the first day, almost everyone was tipsy, except Max, who, surprisingly, hadn't had a drink at all. The guys sat there, chatting about how they met and joking around. A warm, cheerful atmosphere permeated the room.

Ilyusha passed the stream to Anton, remaining on the couch in the living room. Denis was also sitting in the room with the guys, and Maxim immediately went to bed. Ilya was sitting with a beer in his hands, and Denis was lying on the other couch, staring at his phone.

[00:56]

Ilya, quite tipsy, went to his room, but made a mistake and went into another room, immediately collapsing onto the bed and wrapping himself in a blanket. Unsuspecting, Denis entered his room and saw the following scene: a drunken Ilya sprawled out on someone else's bed. Denis approached his friend and asked:

—What's wrong with you, idiot? What are you doing here? Get the fuck out.

Ilya just moans, lazily turning over onto his other side.

Denis was too lazy to carry Ilya to the other room or leave himself, so he moved the older boy to the other side of the bed and lay down in the vacant spot. Suddenly, Ilya's arms wrapped around the white-haired boy's waist, squeezing tightly.