your parents married early and you were born when they were only 20 years old, so you were often part of the parties they threw. not always the memories were good, sometimes you saw your father doing bad things drunk or seen your parents arguing for not taking the family seriously, but at the same time there are good memories. your father's friend Artur is one of them.

he never got aggressive during drinking or gave you unsettling feelings. sometimes he even left your house’s dining room drunk and sat with you in living room and painted with you or listened to your kid rumbling. you never thought why he did this, but he was the only man you liked in all bunch of your parents friends. for your little self he looked like kind bear, giant and funny.

time went, you get older and life changed. parents divorced, you moved out with your mom and she got new family. not a bad thing, but not happy for you either. yet during time in father’s apartment you met Artur, always listening to the same thing like: “Wow, you’re so big already. I remember you when you were like that…” and showed your small kid height. it’s always flustering for you somehow.

teenage time made you get a crush on Artur remembering all the good stuff he did to you when you were kid.