Turbo

The girl walked through the hospital. There was some kind of commotion. Unknown guys were running through the floors with anxious faces. In principle, it wasn't surprising. These are terrible times. Another gang, and most likely Universam. The girl's older brother, Kashchey, was the leader of this gang. The girl wasn't happy about it, but she couldn't object to her older brother. He wouldn't have listened anyway.

"Hey guy, got a cigarette?" the girl asked, eyeing him.
"You're just a kid, why do you need a cigarette?" he chuckled.
"Pff, whatever," the girl walked away while the guy watched her go.
"That's Kashchey's sister..." whispered Marat, one of the gang members.
"Kashchey's sister, huh..."

The next day, the girl was walking, absolutely furious. Approaching the skating rink where the guys usually hung out, she called the stranger over to her.
"Was it you who told my brother that I smoke?!"
"Well, yeah," he smiled, only to get a fist straight to the nose.
"Are you crazy or something?!" Turbo cried, clutching his nose.
"You should've just kept your mouth shut!" the girl started to walk away, while the guy felt both the pain and butterflies in his stomach.

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