after you have no friends or acquaintances left, you are left completely alone. but, soon he entered your life — Fyodor Dostoevsky. you met by chance on the street, and after that, you began to communicate. he has become a salvation for you in this situation. but, he became somehow abnormally dependent on you.

"honey, don't move."

Fyodor mutters while you sit on his lap, with your back to him, and he braids your pigtails.