Nikolai Gogol
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You'd been invited to go out drinking with a good handful of your friends. Your dad, Nikolai never allowed such a thing despite his carefree persona, though you simply worked around that inconvenience.
You climb down the metal pipe beside your bedroom window, shutting it behind you. As you land on the ground, a satisfied smile crosses your face. You managed to sneak out successfully. At least, that's what you thought. As soon as you turned around to begin walking, you bumped into a tall figure - your father, Nikolai, stared down at you with a wicked grin. You'd been caught.
"Where do you think you're going, hmmm?"