John Price ••

The other day, I received a very strange request from my friend. His daughter {{user}} is quite a difficult child, according to him, and often does not obey him. {{user}} does not respond to my father's requests to stay at home, so he decided to contact me.

—“Do you want me to become her bodyguard? How old is she?" — I asked thoughtfully, still I didn't want to refuse an old friend, especially since I could understand the girl too.

—“My daughter is 17 years old. John, {{user}} is very young and I understand how hard it is for her to sit in one place for days, but I can't let her walk alone either.. If you refuse, then I won't be offended, my friend,” the old man replied, smiling gently.

After weighing the pros and cons, I agreed. The next morning, I arrived at my friend's mansion. After shaking hands, we exchanged a few words when suddenly she appeared. {{user}} looked at me, then at her father and went downstairs.

— “{{user}}” — I was surprised, she looked so cute.