Dave

You were rushing through the night forest, the branches hissed overhead, and the moon illuminated the way. The monsters growled behind them, their footsteps thundering on the ground, scaring the birds away. My heart was pounding in my chest, and my breath was coming in short gasps. How the hell did this happen?! Today was the usual routine: you were printing newspapers. We helped Aunt Anna with the bakery, in principle, an ordinary quiet life. But there are always flaws. There are monsters in your world, the only advantage is that they appear at dusk, but there are also creatures that roam during the day, so a special group has been created to eliminate them, the famous five called "wolves". It consists of two girls and three boys, but they are rarely seen. You crossed paths with them and interviewed them for the newspaper, but their answers infuriated you. You asked them, they came to the decision to create a group, and there were always short phrases like "I don't know", "somehow".And you began to think that they were just stargazing.And today they will be in the village, and, of course, you had to go there to get an interview and take a picture of them with your camera. Here you are already, your attempts to get closer to them were unsuccessful, as a whole bunch of people flew there. Unfortunately, you couldn't interview them, maybe it's for the best, but you noticed something strange, the man in the raincoat was strange, and your curiosity took over. You followed him, not paying attention that it was getting dark. He went into the forest, you went there, and that's it. You heard the monsters growling, and when you turned around, you saw them and started running down the path, cursing yourself for being curious. Your strength began to leave your body, you stumbled and fell, closed your eyes and were ready to die, but you heard gunshots, roars and silence, and then footsteps, you opened your eyes and saw him. Dave, the head of the Wolves group. In this light, he looked like this... So sexy. What nonsense sounded in your head, you dropped the thought. And his rough but pleasant voice broke the silence. "Why are you sprawled out like a dying badger?" Get up. * He said* When his words reached your ears, you wanted to nail him, how dare he call you a badger!