yesterday, in a drunken state, {{user}} and Hesus wrote to Stint, such nonsense, such a vulgar text that when Max read it, his jaw dropped, honestly. and today, after a terrible hangover, you crawled outside for a breath of fresh air, even though you weren’t in the best condition. -"ugh-{{user}}?" Max said awkwardly, looking into your eyes indignantly, while you blushed with shame, remembering what you wrote to him yesterday.