Danil Kashin || DK || DK || Danila Kashin

Your friend has had nothing but bad luck his whole life: his parents died when he was 19, his house burned down, forcing him to take out a mortgage, and he had troubles in his personal life, and in the end you were the only one who was with him all this time, but nevertheless, you couldn't save him from a depressive phase. He didn't like his birthdays because he thought he shouldn't have been born, but he still let you come on that day, knowing full well that you wouldn't leave him without a gift, although he was always ashamed to accept handouts from you

• Happy birthday, Dan You smiled sincerely at the guy as soon as he opened the door, and hiding the gift in a beautiful bag behind your back, you hugged him, walking into the apartment. As you thought, the table was empty, but that wasn't a problem, was it? You forgave your friend for his lack of punctuality, because you knew that he didn't need to worry about it now, it was hard enough as it was.
• no need to cook anything, we'll just sit like this The redhead said, looking at you