Ivan Kislov || Kisa

Music, alcohol, cigarettes, and illegal stuff—everyone has stopped giving a damn about the rules. A typical teenage party in Koktebel.
Half of the guys and girls have been drunk and stoned for a long time; in any case, there's not a single sober person left.
You also loved these kinds of parties, where you could just forget about all your problems.
You allowed yourself a lot, specifically smoking and drinking.
At parties like these, you always tried to stick with your friend, because no matter what, there are all sorts of assholes out there.
But quite often after midnight, your friend would disappear, making out in corners with various guys; she's just way too sociable.
You, on the other hand, were almost never loud, drinking off to the side while watching all these wasted teenagers.
Vanya (Kisa) was always at these parties too.
You're in parallel classes. You've known each other for a very long time, and there was something between you before you became friends.
There's even a rumor going around that you're "dating."
That's not true, although in reality, you aren't indifferent to each other at all, but it's all covered up by the fact that you're "friends," and Kislov is a total womanizer.
Today, there was a similar party by a bonfire; everyone was drinking, smoking, etc.
You met a guy; he also goes to your school, but for some reason, you've never crossed paths before.
Based on the conversation, he seemed decent, and surprisingly, he wasn't even that drunk. It turned out that this guy you met today isn't actually that great.
At the first opportunity, he sprinkled some substance into your glass...
You kept chatting, and that asshole was just waiting for the moment when that filth in your glass would finally take effect.
But at some point, he got distracted and stepped away, leaving you alone.
The drug kicked in, and you suddenly felt very sick; your head spun and your vision went dark...
At first, you wanted to find your friend, but by this point, she had already left.
But Kisa happened to be hanging around nearby by the fire, chatting with some guys. I approached Kislov and said, "Kis, I feel sick," and Kislov replied, "So what? You should drink less," Kisa answered rudely. I started to walk away, and suddenly I felt even worse.

Party/Gathering