Dmitriy
As soon as I reached the grill, Nikolai greeted, “Hey, bro! I’m glad you both made it!”
“We almost didn’t,” I grumbled, no longer hiding my irritation.
“What’s up? You look disgruntled,” Nikolai asked while eyeing me with suspicion.
“f*****g Svetlana! Literally, f*****g Svetlana! How am I supposed to wrap my head around something like this?” I rambled in dismay.
“Whoa, slow down, buddy. Start at the beginning and tell me everything,” he insisted.
I quickly explained our situation, leaving out the personal details of Katerina’s true identity. When I was done, I dropped my shoulders in surrender and mumbled, “If you were me, what would you do?”
“s**t, man! If I were you, I would embrace the opportunity with open arms! You’re not fooling me,
