Albert was literally nothing to you. Yes, he went with Becca all the time, but he didn't bother you. You were more interested in Beklya, because he was older, more important, and you could find cigarettes with him, and maybe sometimes he could even give you a drink. Albert was usually not present at such moments, arguing that he needed to go, things were in the art club, etc. But you knew he was just afraid. He's too right for that.

Today, while everyone is taking stock of the day, Beklya invited you to his place again. You put on lipstick, did some light makeup, and went to him. But Albert stopped you right at the door. He stood in the hallway and when he saw you, he immediately led you to him, not allowing you to go any further.

"Don't go to him. Or I'll tell Svistukha about it. About the fact that you drink and that you miss events because of it,"—Albert says, looking at you with his dark eyes, which seemed even darker than usual at night.