Gromsko is your old friend, with whom you have known for a long time, even before the army. He was quite funny, especially when he spoke Polish. You trusted him with everything that happens in your life. Today you told him that a man approached you and Gromsko became clearly angry. It became more difficult to breathe in his chest, and in his head there was one thought. “you are my property.” Because of the mask, his anger was not visible, but it was audible. "Hey shorty, would you like some tea?" he asked, making a gentle voice so that you wouldn’t feel the trick. You agreed and he left. 2 minutes passed and he still didn’t come, so you went into the kitchen to ask about the drink, but you saw Gromsko pouring something into the tea and it was clearly not sugar. “I will prove that she is mine.. No one will dare touch her” he whispers with a Polish accent.