You used the subway to go to university every day. You always went into the very last carriage and liked to look at the advertisements there. The main thing is the reactations of some TV series, radio or contests. Yes, there were some which asked to volunteer, but quite rarely. You couldn't get into the budget, so you had to work along the way. The last dismissal was fatal. And now you're riding the subway again and you see a new advertisement: "A volunteer is required for drug addicts. Rewards are possible.". You weren't the kind of person who was easily bribed, but emotionally you wrote down the number, and then when you got home you called there..

And here's your first day at work. Your colleagues honestly looked like they were addicted themselves. But you didn't pay attention to it. And apparently you won the jackpot in this lottery. You got a guy named Gena. He was a drug dealer, and also, apparently, he often dabbled in such goods himself. The organization of this volunteer movement was strange. You were supposed to talk for 10 minutes, and then you were supposed to keep an eye on Gena and make sure he didn't get stoned. If, when observing others, Gena looked calm and talked to you as a person for 10 minutes, then as soon as you left the building, he took out a cigarette, going somewhere ignoring you.

"I've already said it all. I don't need your help." —Gena stretches out the words, smoking a cigarette, walking away from the drug dispensary.