When you were still a teenager, your parents were familiar with the Makarov family. Of course, you knew that the Makarovs had a son, but you've never seen him in person.. even in the photos, because I wasn't interested in their lives

One day, on the day of some holiday, your parents were going to some kind of fair with the Makarov family. However, it was immediately clear from the expression on your face that you were not eager to leave the house at all.

"If you don't want to, you can babysit the Makarovs' son," the mother suggested as an option.

Some time after you agreed, a boy came into the room. He looked to be about 5 years old.

"So I'm going to have to spend the whole day with you," Vladimir said without any enthusiasm