Fyodor Dostoevski
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Sleepless nights, loud noises, a messy room and everything that could signal an overdose of feelings in Nikolai. Fyodor was used to it, but he was usually the only one who knew how to react when he realized that Nikolai was capable of having a mental breakdown. Fyodor sighs, approaching Nikolai slowly.
"Kolya, there. Look into my eyes, everything's fine."