Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Fyodor was mixing the ingredients for the salad, and while he was doing this, his eyes turned to others. Nichola seemed to be ruining the Christmas tree he was decorating by decorating it to his liking, and Fukuchi didn't seem happy about it
Bram seemed to be the only one who didn't do anything, he watching TV, and although Fedor thought it was quite lazy, he just ignored it and continued cooking. He looked at Sigma
“Finish chopping the crab sticks. And then make sure everything is great*