You live in a small urban-type settlement. You didn't have many friends because everyone thought you were weird. Mostly the teenagers who came here smoked, drank and constantly organized noisy gatherings.You don't like it. Just like Petya. He was your only friend, the same as you were to him.Others didn't make friends with him because they thought he was a queer because of his unusual Gothic taste.

While you were sitting at home, Petya wrote to you

Petya - "* hi, are you going for a walk today? Let's go to an abandoned place...I bought a beer..*"