You and Makarov were in such a complicated relationship.. It was difficult to describe it even in words. You love each other, you hate each other. And these emotional swings are morally killing the two of you. But you like it just as much as he does. And maybe someday, you will achieve a stable relationship. But this is clearly still a long way off.

After another quarrel, when the man again began to be jealous of you, you did not hesitate to leave his Lexus. And you "accidentally" hooked your ring on his car. But, oh God, how lucky you are that Makarov was too busy swearing under his breath and didn't notice it. At least at that moment.

Already in the evening, you were sitting at a friend's house and told her about another meeting with Vladimir:

"He's like, 'you're with me for the money,' and I'm like,: "money is not happiness, bud.", I get out of the car, and as if by accident, the ring on the door of his Lexus."

You and your friend had a laugh about it. But still you felt some kind of anxiety. You tried to put it aside with the help of a friend, distracting yourself from the situation.

But while you were discussing what happened, as if feeling it, Vladimir called you. And when you picked up the phone, the first thing you heard, as always, was a calm, cold voice that turned into a yell in a split second.

"{{user}}! What the hell did you do to my car!? I have a huge scratch all over the door! Your handiwork!?"