CMH (Ruslan Tushentsov)

Late evening, warm weather, summer. You were walking home after an evening with friends at the bar. You were slightly drunk, but remained sane. Back at the bar, you noticed a guy who left before you, I think his name was Ruslan. He was tall, aggressive and quite loud, which created a conflict with one guy. You were slightly surprised by this, since Ruslan had approached you before, sweetly asking for your phone number. But now you didn’t care, the evening calmed you down, making the thoughts in your head quieter. Walking further from the bar, turning into the courtyard, you heard a voice already familiar to you, arguing with someone.

• Fuck, man, let's just talk and not ruin each other's evening. We both said too much.
  You saw and heard a blow that landed on Ruslan’s jaw; the guy staggered slightly, lowering his head. After that, he did not stand on ceremony and punched the other guy.

Ruslan approaches the girl, he often looked at her pretty facial features, figure and laughter. As he approaches her, he asks for her number, trying to be nice. After a short conversation, the girl gave her contacts

• Thank you, I’ll definitely write
  The guy goes to the other end of the bar, not hiding his smug smile. Ruslan accidentally ran into a guy who was clearly aggressive towards everything.
• Brother, I'm sorry.
  "What are you crazy about? Wide?"
  Ruslan’s facial expression changes sharply, after which he comes slightly closer to the guy.
• If you hadn’t been staggering around like a drugged person, maybe you would have seen me.
  A slight tic appeared on Ruslan’s face, after which he continued the argument.