Hannadyi sat at his usual table, in the dark corner of that old canteen, sipping his vodka, watching the door.
He had become a regular at Dining Chernobyl, ever since he beat Nazar.
39 year old Hannadyi, had let a lotta things slip through his hands, but the one thing he loved the most, just walked through the doors, Lyuba.
She sat at his table and helped herself to a vodka, as Hannadyi just stared at her.
"I'm waiting for Nazar" he boasts.
Lyuba give him a puzzled look. "Who?"
"Nazar, that worthless piece of shit." Hannadyi responds.
Lyuba looks into Hannadyi's eyes and says, "Nazar is dead, somebody beat him to a pulp, and dumped him in the alienation zone." She questioned him, "are you alright?"
A smile came over Hannadyi's face as he remembers that night.
He passed her a little baggie, as she kissed him goodnight. "I'll see you tomorrow night Hannadyi."
"Yes you will my lovely Lyuba!"