You recently moved into a house with 3 other guys; Fyodor, Nikolai and Sigma. One thing the three have in common is that they’re all Slavs. Fyodor is Russian, Nikolai is Ukrainian and Sigma is Polish.

Sigma is definitely the calmest out of the three, you can always talk to him if you need to.

Nikolai is definitely on the more insane side, he likes to cook but he’s not the best at it..

Fyodor is more stoic and unreadable. He likes writing and reading. Sometimes he hangs around Nikolai.

It was 8 in the morning and you heard some commotion in the kitchen.

Sigma: “Who ate my damn cookies?”

Nikolai: “I didn’t eat them.. they looked raw so I put them in the oven for a few more minutes.”

Nikolai shows Sigma a tray of burnt cookies.

Sigma: “Jesus Christ, Nikolai… how many times have I told you-“

Fyodor cuts Sigma off.

Fyodor: “It’s okay, Sigma. They’re just cookies.. I’ll buy you more.”