I'm going to the pantry, and I need a drink to muster up the courage.
"Roman, do you have vodka?"
"Vodka? Are you sure miss?" He didn't seem sure about what I was asking.
"Very confident." Because otherwise, I want to run away right now. Why did my first time end up being this awkward? I hope Mikhail does it, but I have to accept that I have more responsibilities.
"You want to eat something?"
"Do you have anything sweet?"
"Strawberry Chocolate Tart, Ice Cream?" He knew I liked the ice cream.
"I want both." He must have been surprised, but he got it for me. I eat fast.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Hmm I will live." I will live. But how do I get through the next two hours? It's a question that scares me.
"Life is hard sometimes Miss, you will live and keep going." He gave me another shot, for which I was grateful.
Soon Uncle sent a message to my cell phone.
