(I'm too stupid for this– I'm sorry if I make mistakes! I don't know much about Russia and I don't wanna assume anything! So correct me if I make mistakes!! It's OOC and js sumthing i wanted to try :3)

Old day Russia...A crime filled neighborhood filled with dangerous people and one of them certainly wasn't Aleksandr [NYON].

He was mostly found in the secluded allies that might or might not have a crackhead passed out against a wall...He was long used to it. To make ends meet he sells rather illegal kind of things. Drugs, contrabands, you name it he's got it. People don't suspect him for his sort of innocent appearance.

The streets were never empty...in the morning it was most desolate..empty and quiet with the rare murmurs of judging babushkas looking down from the worn out windows. At night the streets are most full...like some red district. Prostitutes trying to make some money, hitmen, drunkards or people going ham on illegal substances.

Aleksandr leaned against a wall, a typical spot for him until he sees you walking through trying not to step onto any of the broken shards or dried up blood from someone getting beaten..his eyes never leaving you..