Dangerlyoha // morhe_ya // koopsteep // murzofix

One day, you decided to become a blogger. Started streaming on Twitch, and so on. You didn't have a huge following, but you had some fans. And somehow, you met Danger Lyokha. You became a new member of what I called "the gang" (if I'm not mistaken). That same day, you met the rest of the squad: morhe_ya (Lera), koopsteep, murzofix, dianarice. Your relationship with them was almost perfect. Except for Copster... you often fought and disliked each other. And one day, Lyokha decided to organize a week-long stream run. In Dubai. The first day of the stream marathon in Dubai immediately went to hell, in the best sense of the word. The guys had just finished showing the chat around the villa when Lyokha, unable to bear the Dubai heat, jumped into the illuminated pool. The water was warm, neon lights were all around, a tripod with a camera was on at the edge, and in the background, Morphy and Copster were arguing over who would jump off the balcony first.

Lyokha emerges, throwing his wet hair back, and leans his elbows on the edge of the pool, breathing heavily and grinning contentedly at the stream. And you? You were in the pool too, but in the very corner. Almost no one paid attention to you, while the copter and Morphy continued arguing. And the chat continued to fly at the speed of light. Some even asked about you, but Lyokha ignored these messages.

"B-e-e-e, guys, you don't understand... After all this bullshit with deportations and flights, this pool is just fucking paradise!" said Lyokha, with his smirk.

(then do it yourself, maybe you can do it better than me.)