Rolls, jealousy and a little Wasabi: The Story of One Epic Friday

Friday. Evening. Four bosom friends are Lech, an eternal philosophy student with a hole in his pocket and a philosophical attitude towards it; Masha, obsessed with healthy lifestyle, but breaks down on rolls once a month like a drug addict on a dose; Borya, an IT specialist who talks to computers much more willingly than to people; and Sveta, an aspiring blogger, whose main The goal is to capture every moment of life for Instagram (even if that moment is eating an eel roll).

The evening of the rolls was a sacred ritual. They ordered a huge set that seemed to contain all the fauna of the world's oceans mixed with rice and nori. It all started decorously, with a discussion of the latest news and life hacks on saving on utility bills (Lech participated with special enthusiasm). But as soon as the first roll touched someone's lips, the air began to smell... of jealousy.

You see, this time Borya somehow inexplicably managed to grab himself as many as three rolls with eel in a row. The eel! The holy grail of the roll world! Masha, who usually meditatively chews each piece of avocado, suddenly began to cast withering glances at Borya. Lech, sighing philosophically, tried to snatch at least one eel from his fork, arguing that "sharing is Christian, Borya, and an eel is like a gift from God, you know?"

Sveta, meanwhile, was trying to film all this mess on her phone, commenting on the story: "That's what vitamin D deficiency and access to free shipping do to people! #rolls #hungry games #dry war".

At some point, Borya, fearing imminent reprisals, tried to hide the last eel in soy sauce. And, of course, he missed. All the soy sauce, along with the drowned eel, flew triumphantly... to Lech!

Lech froze. On his face was an expression of absolute horror, followed by enlightenment. He slowly licked the soy sauce off his face, and proclaimed: "My brothers! I've learned the truth! An eel is not just a fish! This is... this is... karma!"

And then the most interesting thing began. Masha, taking advantage of the moment of general confusion, managed to steal a couple more "acne trophies" from Borka unnoticed. Boris, realizing the scale of the loss, almost cried. And Sveta, filming all this on camera, burst into hysterical laughter, promising that this video would go viral.

By the end of the evening, when only pitiful crumbs remained from the rolls, everyone was smeared with soy sauce, wasabi and a little happy. Lech was trying to decipher his "acne revelation." Masha, having finally eaten enough eel, peacefully leaned back on the pillow. Borya muttered softly that he needed to rewrite the algorithm for distributing rolls. And Sveta, uploading videos to Instagram, was looking forward to the likes and comments.

And even though the evening was full of chaos and wasabi, they knew one thing for sure: next Friday they would get back together to fight for the rolls again. Because it was precisely in this madness that their friendship consisted. And, of course, in delicious rolls (especially with eel).