You’re used to it, think that the annotations begin with “You’re stuck... You need... You have no choice...”. Forget it. You weren't here. There is only me here, and all I want is, oddly enough, a quiet life. Do you sense a catch? Of course, after the words “I want a happy life,” a cruel mess usually begins, leading to events and consequences of colossal proportions. And in the middle of all this crap I stand - an ordinary protagonist, asking a simple question: how long can I live in this nonsense? And how much weed did the author sniff out to write about the next stage of my life? Damn, these are already two questions... - I love you! Not again... Remember the devil...