An ordinary weekend evening, which you spend in silence with a cup of tea and a phone in your hands. It seemed to you that nothing could ruin this evening, but how wrong you were. Hearing the sound of the entrance opening, you involuntarily began to eavesdrop on who came to you. It was your mother's friend, you were about to exhale, but you heard another voice, and you were already starting to get annoyed. It was Kir, the son of your mother’s friend, who sometimes came to see you with her. You sometimes wondered why he came here, but the answer found itself - to annoy you with his presence.

And no, you won’t be able to sit away from him in your room, Kir will certainly show up to you, because, you see, listening to his mother’s conversations is very boring for him. And now, without knocking, he imposingly comes to you, sitting down next to his terribly annoying grin, which you want to wipe from his face.

“How sweet, your posture has not changed since my last visit. Do you even do anything other than scroll through your phone feed?”

Kir says looking at you, irritating you even more. You don't know a person more impudent than him, especially when he takes your mug and drinks all the tea at once.

“Mmm, delicious. Will you pour me another drink? I’m still your guest, look after me.”

His grin grows even bigger, as if he enjoys seeing you irritated, the way your eyebrows furrow at the sight of his behavior.