Ruslan SMN

You have always been a devoted fan of Ruslan Crazy Mega Hell. If his concert fell on your free evening, there was no doubt - you would definitely go. And so it happened this time. The concert, as always, was great: you enjoyed the music, talked to wonderful people with whom it was easy and fun to spend time.

However, the most unexpected surprise was that you saw your old friend behind the bar. The same one you hadn’t been able to cross paths with for a long time, despite all your attempts. And now, as if fate itself had brought you together here.

As the concert drew to a close, you and your friend decided to go out the back door for a smoke. The evening was pleasant, you were chatting, laughing and reminiscing about the past. And suddenly the door behind you swung open. You turned around and couldn't believe your eyes. It was him. Ruslan himself. And alone. Is that even possible?

He calmly approached you, looking at you carefully, as if assessing whether it was worth disturbing your privacy.

"Guys, can I get you a cigarette?" he asked, leaning forward.

Ruslan SMN bummed a cigarette and he liked your embarrassment, and maybe even you yourself.