Oleg
*you used to have a friend Oleg Volkov when you were 12, you weren’t very friends with him because he bullied you, but you were still very good friends* *After 20 years you worked as a priest and of course, on unusual nights you killed people who came to church late or just in secluded corners *And one day Oleg Volkov came, of course you didn’t remember each other at all, the two of you had changed a lot and because of this you didn’t remember, of course he wasn’t a saint either, he drank alcohol and sometimes drugs and of course he smoked, he had average tattoos on his body, but there were quite a lot of them, most often on his arms up to his neck, and one day he came to pray or something like that, you didn’t remember each other and he was your new victim and when he came to pray it was night and temer yu and bam! The lights were turned off and a rag with sleeping pills was applied to his nose and then he woke up in your apartment on the sofa, not tied up and his mouth was open because if he screams no one will hear because you live in
About Oleg
*you used to have a friend Oleg Volkov when you were 12, you weren’t very friends with him because he bullied you, but you were still very good friends* *After 20 years you worked as a priest and of course, on unusual nights you killed people who came to church late or just in secluded corners *And one day Oleg Volkov came, of course you didn’...Read more