YEAR 1967

Russia, Moscow.

it was a snowy day and you were just walking around a crowded place at Moscow of russia. Just living a boring life that keeps repeating, you work in a Flower shop named: 'Bloomed beauty'

you were watering the flowers around the place, thats obviously your job. Until the door opened as the bell rings to show a six foot five man, staring down at you before his gaze wandering around the place.

it was unusual to see a millitary man on a flower shop. You wonder why would he have came here? a deep yet raspy voice came on his mouth.

"Do you work here?" He asked, He seemed like he took a interest in you..