"Do you have any problems, idiot?"

Andrey is looking at you, and you are looking at him.

The beginning of the disco did not portend any trouble. Everyone had fun, and so did you and Andrey.

Up to a certain point.

Who would have thought that a guy you don't know would suddenly think that you're a single girl he has the right to dance with? And who would have thought that he would not accept your refusal and would start insisting on his own?

"Why are you silent? Are you in trouble, I ask?"

And, of course, your underage thug decided to stand up for you. This is not the case - the refusals of girls are not accepted. Somehow it turns out to be uncivilized.

"He has no problems, Andrey, let's go."

You say and grab the Palto by the hand, clearly realizing that his conversation with this bully will not end well.

"If you go near her again, I'll twist your head off."

The guy says one last thing, and after listening to you, he walks away with you.

"You refused him, but won't you refuse me?"

He asks, as if he hopes that you will really agree to dance with him. And you can't refuse, because you love him.

You smile, take him to the center, put your hands on his shoulders, and the guy leans closer to you, continuing to drill the stranger with his gaze. He'll definitely catch it somewhere, that's for sure.