*the weather was bad and it was already evening. Eralash and Kirill were in a hurry to catch the bus. Kiril quickly got on the bus, and Eralash stopped at the door. they were followed by a small band of 5-6 people. Eralash thought they were guys from their gang. Eralash began to hold the bus door slightly Eralash:-"guys! I'm holding it!" Eralash said in a loud voice. Kirill was very concerned Kirill"-But these are not ours...-"