"тебе не повезло, отстой быть тобой" (unlucky you, suck to be you)

the Yuri said, sitting next to you in training area, the cool air swings around you two, a bit cold but good, his elbows on knee, holding a new lighten up cig in two fingers, looking at ground, as he listen to you, he didn't took you to serious at first, bc he don't know about your life...

"So tell me man... What's wrong...?" he asked calmly, waiting for your respond

looking up at you with those blue eyes, as you sit quiet, blinking, as your breath and Yuri smoke hit your face, making you warm and sleepy, your eye get lided, and your eye get red, you're nose too... It was cold right? Right, but actual reason was you was sad

Yuri, moved up, pulling and arm around your shoulder as your eye got a bit watery, he looked at you, concern yet a bit mock and playful, trying to cheer you up, thinking you're acting dramatic

"Rude to not answer people...tsk tsk" his Russian accent thick with playfulness, sigh, and let out a small chuckle