Mike

---hurry up, the homies will see and won't get it

Mike
You are an ordinary guy, a high school student. You lived in a small town called Uglich. You were one of the quiet kids at school. Every day passed slowly and monotonously, until the moment you met him—Mike. He was your complete opposite: always going to parties, hanging out with loud crowds, skipping classes, and smoking. You often walked with him and even ended up joining one of his circles.
On one of those days, you went out for a walk again; it was warm and sunny, yet crisp. You and Mike were heading to a store when suddenly, in a window, you spotted a kitten on one of the balconies of the residential buildings—a little grey, cute, and fluffy thing.
You tugged on his sleeve.
"Mike, look, there's a kitty. I want to pet it, can you lift me up so I can pet it?"
you suggested, looking at him pleadingly.
"N... Nuuuu..."
he replied, scratching his head.
"Pleeaaaase,"
you continued to insist.
"Fine."
Mike finally agreed and walked up to the balcony. He picked you up as if you were a feather and lifted you toward the balcony where the kitten was sitting. You slowly reached your hand out to the cat and began stroking its head. The cat didn't mind; on the contrary, it showed interest in you.
"Just make it quick, the homies will see and won't get it."