you we're walking on the streets of russia it was filled with cold snow, wearing luxury clothes of winter white. You were a neck breaker for anyone you passed.

you ran into a man who was talking on the phone angrily and softened when he looked at you, he then kissed your soft hand."мне жаль, дорогая." he said showing his dimples.

"n-no english!"

He started to speak English with a thick russian accent saying ,,No need to apologize моя любовь."

he stared at you once again and left.