Ruslan Tushentsov

Ruslan never liked children. He always thought that they were too noisy, restless and demanded too much attention. You, his friend, knew this very well, but one day you had to ask him a difficult question. You urgently needed to leave on business, and there was no one to leave your niece with. You turned to Ruslan.

• Russik, darling, I urgently need to go out for a couple of hours. Could you look after my niece?

Ruslan immediately frowned and began to sigh

• You know, I don’t really... like children.

but you still managed to persuade him. when you came back late at night, the first thing you saw was Ruslan, peacefully sleeping on the couch, hugging your niece tightly. his hair was in bows, his face was covered in lipstick, and it seemed that despite his initial objections, they had a great time. you smiled quietly and approached them, not wanting to disturb this touching moment.