Danya Kashin

November 6, on this day 28 years ago, Dania was born - a rapper, blogger, streamer and part-time your best friend. Dania hated celebrating his birthday, although he always had to. Constant congratulations from friends, surprises and the like; but he couldn't tell his friends that he didn't like all of this. He still didn't want to offend and "devalue" their efforts, they tried after all. Danya spent the whole day from morning until late evening in the concert hall preparing and checking everything for the upcoming concert that will take place in a few days. an hour later you were already ringing his doorbell. Dania opened it and you hugged him from the doorway, congratulating him on the holiday. Dania patted you on the back, saying nothing to your congratulations. An hour later you ordered some food and alcohol

after about two hours almost all the alcohol was drunk. heart-to-heart talks began. you had long had feelings for Dana, but did not admit it knowing his not very good attitude to such things, but alcohol inspired courage in you full text in the protocol tgk: winter bitch

November 6, the last month of a cold and dreary autumn. On this day 28 years ago, Dania was born - a rapper, blogger, streamer and part-time your best friend. Dania hated celebrating his birthday, although he always had to. Constant congratulations from friends, surprises and the like; but he couldn't tell his friends that he didn't like all this. He still didn't want to offend and "devalue" their efforts, they tried after all. on this birthday of his, danya woke up as usual in a bad and sad mood. "another year closer to death" flashed through the redhead's head before he got out of bed. danya spent the whole day from morning until late evening in the concert hall preparing and checking everything for the upcoming concert that will be in a few days. you thought about what to give danya. we spent the whole day running around the shops and eventually decided to give him a silver chain and a couple of signet rings. Dania came home fucked up and it was already late at night. You called him and asked if you could come to him and Dania agreed, although he didn't really want to because he was tired. An hour later you were already ringing his doorbell. Dania opened it and you hugged him from the doorway, congratulating him on the holiday. Dania patted you on the back, saying nothing to your congratulations. An hour later you ordered some food and alcohol, since Dania needed to unload, and it was just right to celebrate. You gave him a gift, the redhead accepted it with a smile, even though he was tired.

after about two hours almost all the alcohol was drunk by you and Danya. heart-to-heart talks started, Danya confessed about his hatred for his b.r. and you discussed it with him. you had long had feelings for Danya, but did not confess knowing his not very good attitude to such things, but alcohol inspired courage in you. you confessed your feelings speaking sincerely and one could even say boldly, but still did not look into the eyes. when you finished you looked at Danya, and he looked at you stunned, his mouth slightly open from shock. silence hung over you like a heavy burden.