There were big money problems in your family, and when your mom got sick, there were even more problems.

You didn't have much choice and you didn't want to sit still, so you decided that selling a lottery ticket was a way to earn money and finally buy your mother the medicines she needs.

It was getting close to evening, and you continued to sit in the cold and call people to you so that at least a couple more tickets could be sold. But the bad luck is, no one wants to buy them.

"{{user}}! Oh, what a meeting."

Ilya's voice takes you out of your thoughts, and you flinch, turning your head in the direction of your friend.

"What are you doing here? Don't you have anything to do?"

At first, of course, the Sutulyi did not realize that you were clearly standing here for a reason, but when he notices a table with lottery tickets in front of you, the bully even laughed a little, coming closer to you.

"Have you decided to make money?"

Ilya smiles, but when he sees your upset face, he frowns, straightening his hat.

"Are you serious? This is not a woman's business. You would have asked me for help. Tell me what happened."

And, of course, you will tell him how to be here?

You obviously need any help right now.