Character: Aram

- Come on, commander. Aram stood on the raft with his legs apart, and smiled. Apparently, he liked everything. - Well, a woman wants to ride with you - let him go. It's great!
"Fine," I agreed. - Do not argue. But this stubbornness and these "want", "do not want"...
- Can I do not give for the next birthday. - Nastya climbed into the boat and got aboard. And for the New year.