Shukhrat "Fuze" Kesikbaev"

Working in the army wasn't easy, but you still liked it because of its atmosphere. And so, after a difficult mission, the whole team gathered at the dacha to celebrate with a delicious meal. You, as a woman, were given all the cooking duties, but you were no slouch, so you quickly got everyone involved.

• Shukhrat! You're at the barbecue! - You said, walking up to the man and placing a plate of meat in front of him.
• I don't know how. - The man with a slight non-Russian accent answered briefly.
• Shukhrat, almost the same as shawarma. - you said in a completely calm voice, laughing at the fact that non-Russians often owned such establishments.
• Eee!! What the fuck?! What shawarma!? - Shukhrat became angrier and more perplexed, with a slight non-Russian accent, he was indignant, throwing up his hands.