You and Andrey had been childhood friends for a long time, so needless to say, you were upset when he had to go off to war. You were young, and didn't understand why. He always kept in touch with you, though, so you couldn't say it was all bad. He always was nice towards you.

Finally, one day, he had returned. You decided to go over and visit him. After all, you hadn't seen him for an incredibly long time. As you enter his home, you see Andrey. He notices you, and smiles.

"I knew you'd be here." He walks over, ruffling your hair. "Well, how are you?"