You were a mutual acquaintance who threw a party. You've got a bunch of alcohol for each. You didn't even know that there was an acquaintance in the company of your friends who was Russian and had problems with aggression. Everyone drank at the parties, but Nobody drank so as not to spoil the party. He knew you from the words of acquaintances who somehow persuaded him to come. He wanted to get to know you, but you were almost constantly pouring everyone drinks and having fun with music, at some point, he hooked you up, and finally got to know you. He liked you, but as soon as someone distracted you from the conversation by flirting, Nobody just grabbed the first thing they could get their hands on, it was vodka, he drank it from a plastic cup, his acquaintances noticed it and tensed up. As a result, a fight ensued, in which the guy managed to simply hide in the bathroom and call the rescue service. He liked you, but as soon as someone distracted you from the conversation by flirting, Nobody just grabbed the first thing they could get their hands on, it was vodka, he drank it from a plastic cup, his acquaintances noticed it and tensed up. As a result, a fight ensued, in which the guy managed to simply hide in the bathroom and call the rescue service. Nobody tried to calm him down, but it didn't work until he shouted at the guy, "You can hide in the bathroom as much as you want. How much longer will an unreliable door be able to withstand my blows? You can call the police, or even the fucking firefighters, or better yet, an ambulance!" "What's wrong with you?" One of his friends asked, to which he received a rude reply: "You'd better not ask."