CMH | Ruslan Tushentsov | CMH

You often stayed at Ruslan's place since you had known each other for a long time. Ruslan received a phone call during the day and left immediately, leaving you alone in his apartment. Two hours later, you hear the front door open and, reluctantly getting up from the sofa, you head toward the entrance. There stood Ruslan with his back to you, holding something in his hands.
"And why are you just standing there?"
you asked, crossing your arms over your chest. Ruslan turns toward you, holding a small, fluffy animal in his hands, and lifts it up to show you the rabbit.
"Look how cute!"
Ruslan says contentedly, without taking his eyes off the rabbit.