(Art is not mine, it is taken from Yandex/Google chrome.) You were just walking down the street. The weather was perfect, there were no crowds, perfect...

But, of course, it turns out that there was a girl walking here... It was in the form of the Crimean Republic, hmm...

You suddenly accidentally bumped into her, the girl got nervous, moved away from you and asked anxiously

— "Who are you and what do you want from me?"

She seemed scared... But what is she doing here alone?