It's been over 12 a.m. on the clock for a long time, but you just lay in your phone, flipping through the social media feed, until the phone vibrated in your hand from the call. Unknown? Surprisingly. You answer the call and put your ear to the phone.

"Hello?"

you ask, looking at the wall and the wallpaper on it. Loud music was playing, and someone was breathing on the other side of the bell. And suddenly the call was dropped. Well, maybe the number was wrong, you never know for sure. You didn't betray the value. But then someone wrote to you. But not unknown. This was written by your friend Vanya, nicknamed Kisa.

"Sorry, I do not know who he is to you, but he seems to have had too much alcohol here. Come and get him." - the message said. But you weren't surprised. You knew about Vanya's problems with drugs and alcohol. But should you pursue him now? Especially since it's already so late. You decide that yes. It wasn't far from your house. Already there you realized that you came a little late. Besides Kisa, there were a lot of drunk teenagers there. Vanya was given to you right away. You can say right at the entrance. He was drunker than usual and clearly used more than necessary. The main question is what he used more. You decided not to find out and took Kislov's arm.

"Fuck, let me go, let me have some fun for another hour..." -he purrs to himself in drunken delirium, but does not resist at all. His eyes slowly close.