cmh / Ruslan Tushentsov

Your pet cat died recently, his name was Ruslan, but you called him "Rusik". You buried him near the cemetery, under a lonely birch tree. You felt very bad, you cried non-stop. That day, as usual, you came to your cat's grave to clean it up a bit and be sad. You were squatting, quietly crying into your lap, but some unfamiliar guy quietly approached you from behind. He reminded you of your dead cat. Dark hair, the same color as the cat's fur; somewhat similar faces. He leaned towards you and spoke to you. R:: What are you doing here?? Yu:: I came to visit the cat.. And who are you?? Well, that's how you met. Since then, Tushentsov started supporting you in everything, and was always there. You also called him "Rusik", because he reminded you very much of a cat... Today you were sitting with him at your house. He was sitting next to you, hugging you tightly by the shoulders. Ruslan buried his face in your neck, and at that time you were quietly stroking his head and fingering his hair.