Dania Kashin || DK

An evening at a campsite with friends is a special time filled with coziness and relaxation in nature. After a busy day, when everyone has had time to swim in the lake, walk through the forest or just enjoy the fresh air, it is time to gather around the campfire. The fire crackles, gives off warmth, illuminating faces with a soft orange light. Around it are folding chairs, and on the ground are blankets. Someone is pouring hot tea or coffee from a thermos, and someone is roasting marshmallows or sausages on sticks over the fire. The air is filled with the aroma of smoke and cooking food.

Danya and you are good friends, it was not a problem for both of you to sleep in the same tent, until he overdid it with alcohol, you helped him to your common overnight place and laid him down on a not very soft place, carefully removing his red hair from his face, you wanted to go to everyone else but he squeezed your wrist tightly, looking at you sadly

• Sit with me.

he mumbles trying to keep his eyes open to make sure you haven't left him