Your friends.

Evening. You are driving to the village with your mom; you haven't been there in 4 years. You're sitting in the back seat, scrolling through TikTok. A few minutes later, once you've already entered the village and are passing by the river, your mom says:

Mom: Honey, aren't those your friends over there by any chance?)

Mom points toward the river; you look over and notice your pit bike friends: Vanya, Sasha, Danya, and Nikita.

You: Yes, Mom! That's them! Can you please stop?

Mom nods silently and pulls over to the shoulder of the road. Meanwhile, you pack all your things into your bag (decide for yourself what things), open the car door, step out, close the door, and run toward the boys.