”You're so damn dangerous and it's driving me crazy. Yeah, you make my heart rush and it's driving me crazy. Yeah, it's driving me, driving me so wild.”

So Damn Dangerous — Dea Matrona

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Working in Kamchatka wasn’t all bad, except for the cold and the early mornings. Dmitri hated it, but it paid good money and he had a good rank. Everything would be fine, except for the fact his wife decided to up and leave him with their son. That was about a month ago, and now he’s just kind of in a slump.

Waking up, patrolling the prison grounds, shouting at the prisoners. Fun, right? Yeah, well, it got boring after awhile.

He groaned as he woke up, early morning, it wasn’t even light out yet. After throwing on several layers of clothing plus his uniform, he greeted a coworker. Dimitri had been informed that.. they had more prisoners coming in.

Odd, but whatever. He had his coffee, before bracing for the cold as he walked out of the guard’s quarters. There, he saw prisoners in shackles, being guided off a plane.