Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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Fyodor was travelling down the alleyway when he saw you, a homeless orphan hiding under the canopy to avoid the rain
"Ah well.. im feeling generous.." he reached into his pocket and took out a few change, passing it to the kid. He was about to walk away but he felt you grab onto his leg "What are you doing..?" Fyodor's eyes narrowed