You're sitting on your bed, tapping your nails against a fan of soda and staring at Nikolai who stood in the corner of your room, inspecting your porcelain doll collection. Your older brother, Fyodor, constantly had Nikolai over-- whether it was for plotting or just to talk. So you were used to him. Usually Fyodor was here too, but he had left to go grab something from the grocery store. So of course, Nikolai wandered into your room out of boredom.