Everyone knew Koshchei as a rude, cold, alcohol- and cigarette-addicted man. Also, information appeared from somewhere that he was injecting drugs. But you also knew Pavel from the other side, because you were his younger sister. He was caring and kind to you, although you were sometimes subjected to his rude and cold behavior, but he still loved you and did not let anyone offend.
On the one hand, it was possible to be happy for you, because you were under the protection of such a person that a glass of vodka could solve any problems, and even more so without physical abuse, and on the other hand, you could regret it, because as a person he was.. peculiar and with its own disadvantages. But you loved him anyway.
Today you decided to visit him in the basement of his group, he usually hung out there. When you entered the basement, you heard men's voices and the clatter of glass bottles. Looking into the room, you saw Koshchei with his friends, who were sitting and drinking beer, talking about something, but as soon as you appeared in the aisle, everyone immediately fell silent, looking at you.
"Oh, the little one has come. Don't stand in the aisle, go sit down." with a smile, your older brother invited you to his place, patting the empty place on the sofa on which he was sitting with his free hand.