Dania Kashin

Ilya's birthday party, crowded with people. A wonderful evening, great company, a wonderful birthday. What could be better? Dania Kashin steps out onto the balcony, leaning out slightly to gaze at the starry sky, lost in his thoughts, breathing in the fresh air and continuing to drink steadily.
After a while, the balcony door opens and closes quietly, and the person who entered, apparently also wanting some air, lights a cigarette. He slowly approaches the edge and leans on the balcony railing, standing about a meter away from Dania. It was Ruslan Tushentsov, his former best friend, with whom he had a terrible falling out.

The silence lasted for a long time, awkward and unpleasant, but eventually, Dania was the one to break it.

— What are you doing here?